While I was pulling into the parking lot of the 5th store on my list for the day, I remembered a childhood Christmas. It was the year of the Cabbage Patch dolls. I recalled my mom telling me when I was older about waiting in line for the store to open that year. And then all the mothers in a frenzy to grab the dolls. At the time I thought she was crazy. As I sat in the parking lot today, I realized she was a supermom.
For all of us who are stretched to our limits, maybe we could all plan to explode simultaneously. Wouldn't that be amazing!? A unified message, don't ya think? I just hope it doesn't mess up my hair.
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Luckily for me my boys aren't very demanding... although last year Santa told me he had to wait outside Conn's at 5 in the morning to buy them a Wii.
Exploding is messy and it really freaks out the kids. Then your doctor "tweaks" your drugs and everything is out of whack. Just breathe deeply, eat hot fudge sundaes from McDonalds and don't let your husband go to Iraq.
Amen! And a Glory Halelujah! I feel your pain, sista! Have you seen a Remote Control Matchbox Transporter in all of your running??? Aye Carumba!
Your mom is a Supermom, but you are too! We love you both!
My mom made me stand in line for the dreaded cabbage patch doll that year - she thought I would be able to run faster then her. I almost got trampled by a really nasty grandma...The cabbage patch doll is still at my mom's house. Ah, Christmas memories!!
It would take more than an explosion to mess up that hair of yours!
Make sure I am informed as to when the exploding will be! I am so in for that. :) Tis the season, right!
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