Monday, August 24, 2009

Mean Mommy Monday

Hello. My name is Kate and I'm a Mean Mommy.

Or so I gather from the displeased looks on my lovely children's faces.

It all started when I asked them to please make their beds.


I know! How could I?

Well, I followed up that horrible request with yet another...please brush your teeth.

What kind of mother does that?

Then I thought I'd kick it up a notch and ask them to please pick up everything on their bedroom floors so that I could vacuum. I also asked them to tidy up their playroom.

That's right, pass that Worst Mother of the Year Award right this way please!

Oh friends, but it gets even worse.

They both missed their check-in times while they were playing outside. Twice. Now they are grounded for the next two days. They are welcome to play out in front of the house or in the backyard, but not at their friends houses.

What's that? I win another award for my masterful parenting?

Yay me.


Calgon...take me away...



  1. I'm so glad you're not my mom! Sheesh!


  2. GASP!! Next thing you know, you'll be suggesting they eat their vegetables. Poor children! ;)

  3. I'm so glad you're not my mom! Sheesh!