Encounters of the Kid Kind

When box springs fail, check out the kid brother!

Santa's not going to be very popular at my house this year -- bargain basement clearance sale toys just don't do it once a kid can watch TV.  Lament with me.

What happens when you lock a Mom up in a house for days with two kids who "dunno" and "didn't do it"?  Well . . . it's just not pretty! One Mom's solution.

Petrified food in a bedroom can't be a good thing.  Getting kids to clean their room is a dirty job, but someone has to do it!  Let Mrs. Clean show you how.

I don't know why we do it . . . it's like hitting yourself over the head over and over and over -- and we call it the "family vacation." Come relax with me.

My children simply have no appreciation of my singing talent, or my dancing either for that matter.  Sashay on over here and I'll tell you my sad story. 

Every mother on earth has wondered at some time or other where "the other sock" is.  Well I know -- learn about the old sock graveyard here.

My son's math teacher understands things like how the math supplies can be short a dried lima bean. It's a boy thing!

Now be honest . . .  how do you feel about that music teacher who keeps sending your kid home to "practice, practice, practice" on a recorder?  She is NOT my favorite person . . .   my ears are killing me! 

Sometimes Valentines come in forms that don't look anything like we'd expect . . . but they're just as sweet.  Read "I Want to Be With You, Mom!"

Ever wonder how you'd react in a challenging "Mommy" situation?  Wonder no more!  Take The Mommy Test and find out what you're made of!

It's a good thing there's no such thing as a "Truth in Parenting" law! Telling your children the truth can be downright hazardous as you'll see in The Case of the Strange Underpants.

Having children definitely changes your life. You go from never speaking of things like potty training to actually applauding it! Let me tell you . . .

There's no better feeling for a parent than being there to assist their children with homework . . .  yea, right.  Trust me . . . The Smart Money's Still On the Kid!

So you think you can raise your son without toy guns, huh?  Read about my own little version of guns and roses . . . Choose Your Weapons here.

 

A Primer for  Summer Shopping . . . With Children!

©2000- 2002 Carole Moore

Summer vacation is here and that means one thing: We will be forced to spend time with our children!

 I don't mean the kind of time that results in creating lifelong memories or bonding or anything. No, I'm talking about dragging them out of bed at the break of noon, prying the remote controls and video games from their little fingers, popping them into the old family mini-van and hauling our kids along on errands because we can't afford to leave them at home by themselves.

 There are, naturally, many good reasons why we can't leave them at home while we go about the fun grown-up stuff like grocery shopping. One is that we may not have any home to come back to if they should decide to cook while we are gone. The second is that if  more than one child is left there, together they will decide to reenact the Tyson-Holyfield fight and that's tough on the furniture, not to mention trips to the emergency room.

 So when summer vacation sticks its hot, sweaty little head up and the schools set our off-spring free, we are given the opportunity to carry them along with us kicking and screaming. And while we're doing this, our children will find ways to occupy their time, all of which have nothing whatsoever to do with the reason you came to the store in the first place. Thus, in the spirit of  community service, I offer you this reminder of what shopping (grocery and otherwise) is like with children in tow.

1. A child pushing a shopping cart is more deadly than a nuclear bomb in the possession of a third-world terrorist. If you must trail a child with a cart behind you, take all precautions: Wear boots and insist on the kid staying half an aisle behind, otherwise be prepared to have your heels run over approximately 30 times. Each time it happens you will say "Ow! Would you please watch where you're going?" And the kid will agree, then immediately smack into you again. Don't ask me why. It's a rule or something.

2. Be aware that children can find something they want in any store, no matter what they sell, and this includes auto parts places and plumbing supply houses. Proceed immediately to the next paragraph.

3. When the parent says, "No" and refuses to buy the incredibly overpriced cheap plastic object or candy or transmission or duct tape the kid wants, the child will immediately begin to troll for something he likes better that costs at least twice the amount of the first item. He will pelt the parent with statements such as: "But I can use my allowance" "I have the money Grandma gave me for my birthday" and "What do you mean you don't have any money? You still have checks, don't you?" Younger children will not bother to argue about funding options. They will simply throw a very loud, very visible temper tantrum. Mothers who are completely out of toilet paper will continue to shop, grimly pushing the cart through the aisles with a screaming toddler/pre-schooler, hoping no one recognizes her. The rest will give up and go home and not return until they run out of toilet paper.

4.  Children believe all trips to the store should culminate in fast food. They will demand fast food as a reward for not humiliating you in front of legions of others. If they are small, they want kids' meals so they can rummage for the 2-cent plastic toy and throw the meal away. If they are older they want enough burgers to reassemble an entire cow. They do this because they like to pretend their parents are named Mr. and Mrs. Bill Gates and they have a sworn duty not to move out on their own until every single penny their parents possess has been consumed.

5. Even if you go to the store with a list and a set budget, you will find several strange items you don't remember putting into your cart when you get back home. You are fairly positive you never meant to buy cereal that looks like ground up cookies, not to mention a dozen candy bars. Don't worry. You aren't slipping. This is a trait they inherited from their father, and that's why you no longer allow him to go to the store with you, either.

 All in all, there's not much you can do about having to trail a stream of belligerent, half-asleep youngsters along in your wake when you go shopping this summer, so you might as well make the best of it. I suggest turning the tables. You push the cart and hit their heels every couple seconds, demand they buy you something, stock up on prune juice and vitamins and insist they take you somewhere to eat afterwards.

 Who knows, maybe they'll start counting the days until school starts again.

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