Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Food Fight

If we have bad hair days are we allowed to have bad Mom days? The only difference being your hair may not not need hours of therapy to be able to cope with life after it moves out. I mean really you don't hear bad Freudian accents asking "Tell me about your hair".
So since we have established being a mother is more important than hair.
So this is my evening. Supper goes along really well, (of course Fred was home). Then the after dinner clean up. The 4 older girls were supposed to be clearing the table. An hour later it was not done yet so I redirected them yet again and sent them on their merry way when the dryer buzzer rang. (oh dreaded dryer buzzer) So I went happily to fold the clothes in the dryer.
When I finished the clothes we were now into 88 minutes of supposed table clearing, with 4 girls it should not be taking this long. Then I looked around, (bad idea). There is food all over the floor, apparently one of them thought throwing peas might be a good idea, then bread. Water puddles here and there, another thought it might be good fun to get the one throwing peas and bread with water. The other 2 joined in by quickly throwing the dishes into the dishwasher un-scraped, and put the salad on the counter. Needless to say I lost it but good.
Can I still be a good mother tomorrow? Of course I can. Would a good mother have gotten mad at her kids for having a food fight instead of clearing the table? I would like to think so. I feel bad about my reaction to it. It was as immature as the food fight and I am the mother.
When I calmed down enough to be coherent, I had the girls tell me the steps to clearing a table and they knew them quite well. So now perhaps I should think and write down how to be a good mother.
I hope they have a good memory of it. Some of my best memories were playing to hard then getting in trouble at the end. I think it was worth it to them because they went to bed giggling, but grounded.

1 comment:

Easy as Epicure said...

of course you can have bad mom days!! Just ask your mom :) Or me:) I wish someone had told me way back when that everything is a phase.. no child remains 2 years old forever, no one has to be potty trained forever and no child remains 13 forever! If I had known that life as a mom (and as my child) would have gone a lot smoother. Just remember to never be too old to apologize when you lose your cool or to put yourself in a time out!