How often to you hear " Your Mean" from you child? Well I have not heard this come out of my little boys mouth until this past week, And to be very honest, I'm kinda taking it as a compliment. Does that make me mean? HA!
So here we are in the middle of January In southern California, Instead of wearing jackets and long sleeve shirts, We are in Jeans and short sleeves. I'm starting to wonder if I slept all through winter and woke up to spring, but then again if I had gotten more then 4 hours asleep I would not be this tired.
So on this Beautiful Wintery Spring day Logan and I decide to play in the front yard, playing catch then riding his bike. We get half way around the corner when Logan gets off his bike and says " mommy, I'm done I want to go home." Fine with me so I say "Ok buddy, turn your bike around so you can ride it home." And THAT is when it started, The screaming, the whining, the stomping and the crying. Trying to stay calm I tell my little man, "you need to ride your bike home" the screaming and crying continues, he's trying to drag his bike instead of riding it. I admit, thinking about it now, it is kinda of funny, and I can only imagine what the neighbors were thinking as they were peering out of their front windows to see just how badly this poor child was being beat. I'm still wondering if CPS will come knocking on my door since " mean mommy" refused to carry this bike all the way home. well this went on for several minutes and yes I ended up carrying this bike home, Logan walking beside me, through his tears saying " your mean mommy" Well, I put down his bike and looked at my cute little boy and said " Thats how you get to be a mom, First you take a mean test, and if your mean enough you pass and get to be a mom." that was the end of that conversation!
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