only backgroundI'm a wife, mother and grandmother. I'm opinionated. I contradict myself frequently. Most of all, I love my kids. I believe in them. I fight for them. They're weird and wonderful. If you want to know more, here's a bunch of other stuff from my old site.
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What was I thinking again? Oh, yeah!
Children. They drive us crazy, no? Of course, just as we drove our parents crazy, whether we admit it now or not. But while my 15 year old is moaning about a sore throat and wanting me to hold him even though he’s almost a foot taller than me, he’s really a good kid. And Maggie makes me crazy when she insists on reading one of her silly quizes to me out of her teen magazines (What would you rather eat, a dirt sandwich or a worm omelet?) but she’s such a sweet girl most of the time.
Okay, so some of the things my kids have done have been much worse than that. I mean, the police know me and the inside of my home. 
Nevertheless, I ‘m going to make a point of not complaining about my children so much any more. They could be so much worse. Case in point:
Thank you, God, that this is not my kid
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So, I’ve been doing this thing with my hair that is called plopping.
For me, it works best if I use a t-shirt instead of a towel. I’ve been doing it for over a month and I just love how my curls look this way. Usually, though, the kids don’t see me until I’ve taken my hair down.
They saw me this morning with my hair wrapped in a t-shirt.
Maggie: Mom, there’s a t-shirt on you head.
Me: yeah.
Maggie: WHY?
Me: {blank stare}
Maggie: MOM?
Me: Well, I couldn’t remember what to do with the shirt so I put it on my head. It felt good so I left it there.
Maggie: {confused look}
Boomer: Do you know there’s a t-shirt on your head?
Me: Uh… yeah.
Boomer: Why is it there?
Me: I couldn’t remember what to do with the shirt so I put it on my head. It felt good so I left it there.
Boomer: What’s wrong with you?
Me: Physically?
Boomer: No, mentally.
Me: Nothing, why do you ask?
Boomer: {shakes head and walks away}
Levi: Mom, why is that shirt on your head?
Me: I couldn’t remember what to do with the shirt so I put it on my head. It felt good so I left it there.
Levi: Oh. Do you know where my hoodie is?
Two out of three children think mom has flipped. My work here is complete.
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