I promised my kids we would walk to the beach today. Lucky for me it has been SOOOOO overcast. It's given me time to clean and FB and stuff like that. So I'm walking around doing the THIRD round of picking up my kids toys. SE looks at me and says "Mom, I have a great idea. I'm going to sit on the couch and watch you clean while we wait for the sun to come out"
I'm going to type that out again, just for clarification.
Mom, I have a great idea. I'm going to sit on the couch and watch you clean while we wait for the sun to come out.
Is she insane? Where is her straight jacket? Did she sneak into the liquor cabinet? Did she find my flask? Did she find her way into some magic brownies? She must be high.
It actually took what felt like 5 minutes to process this information, sort my rage, and decide how I would explode at her. And boy did I explode. It went something like this.
*one hand on hip, one had shaking the vacuum attachment at her*
" Are you serious right now?!? YOU THINK IT'S OK TO SIT THERE AND WATCH WHILE I CLEAN UP YOUR MESS? WHAT PLANET ARE YOU FROM? DO YOU THINK I LIKE CLEANING UP AFTER YOU?? I DON'T! IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOU[being messy, not her in general] I WOULDN'T BE CLEANING THIS MESS, YOUR MESS! THESE ARE YOUR TOYS. NOT MINE. THESE ARE YOUR CLOTHES, NOT MINE. THESE ARE YOUR CUPS AND BOWLS, NOT MINE. WHY DON'T YOU GET UP OFF YOUR ASS AND PICK UP AFTER YOURSELF???"
and the mother of the year award goes to...... not me.
But look, I was freaking fed up at that point. I don't want to raise spoiled brats who think they can just make a mess and have it magically disappear. That's one of the reasons I got rid of the dog.
On a plus side- do you know how fast both of my kids shot up and started cleaning? I'm not proud of the fact that I blew up at her. I'm glad I did though. Sometimes they need to be reminded that they need to be responsible too. They're old enough to be cleaning up after themselves anyway. (at least, that's how I'm going to justify it in my head) They are 5 and 7. That's plenty old to pick up your damn toys and mix me a cocktail.