Tuesday, August 29, 2017


I said that I would never yell at my kids like my mother did at me.
Good luck not doing that!!

I never intended to be a mean mom, but sometimes it just happens.  Here are just two examples. Bud & I were deeply involved in Cub Scouts.  He was the Cubmaster & I was the head Den Leader.  We hosted a dinner for all the Den Leaders & their spouses.  Nameless, who was 10 or 11 at the time, informed us a couple of days before the dinner that it was scheduled for her birthday.  The dinner went on as planned.

The other example is from an old post. I was feeling put upon, unappreciated & totally exhausted—in  other words, completely normal for someone with 3 children, all under the age of 6.  I couldn’t take it any longer.  I had to get away.  I HAD TO RUN AWAY!!  I couldn’t leave the kids alone so I piled them in the backseat of the car & strapped them in to keep them from killing each other.  I understand that there is a secondary (& therefore of lesser importance) benefit to seat belts.  It helps keep them safe.  They asked where we were going.  I told them “I DON’T KNOW!!!!!!!!!!” & not to say another word.  I drove.  Anywhere.  We ended up at an ice cream parlor about 5 miles from the house.  So the trip wouldn’t be a total loss, we all went in & had sundaes.  I'm sure they were curious as to why I had taken them out for a treat when they were being bad but I wouldn’t allow them to talk yet.

These are my little angels about that time:

If you want to be picky, I guess you'd have to include the time I set Blake on fire (click here) or when I made him into a base for a milkfall (click here) but to be fair, those things could have happened to anybody.  

I sent this email to Matt:
I'm writing this post on how I was a mean mom & I can't think of any times I punished you inappropriately or treated you badly.  Can you remember anything?

This was his response:
Sorry. After the constant beatings I suffered in my youth I have no long term memory. As a matter of fact my short term memory sucks too - who the hell are you? 

Here are some other "mean moms"
who were perhaps a little more inventive than me:

Mean moms don't let their kids get away with saying "I'm bored."
Even when they have their friends over.

When mean moms say, "No TV" they mean no TV.

Of course, this might happen

or this

But eventually they may understand

This is for the mean dads out there:

Kids used to ask where they came from.
Now they'll tell you where to go!!

If you think I was mean it's because I'm doing my job as your mom; if I was nice you would call me Grandma----fishducky