The Kid From A Christmas Story Didn't Freak Out Like This

Today I put soap in Rockstar's mouth for the first time. He just went too far with his smart mouth, so I grounded him from his music for a week, put soap in his mouth, then banished him to his bedroom for the better part of the afternoon. I was then treated to a chorus of "MOM!!" and (my favorite) "Someone help me." Somebody, please give that kid an Oscar. It did prompt Gorgeous Boy to say "Ma!" which made me laugh through my tears. Of all times he finally decides to say it. Things are calm now. Nothing that some cupcakes and temporary tattoos couldn't fix.









I got a roommate offer today. Of course I declined, I am so concerned about my children having stability. This is our family, and I just can't allow outsiders in, even if they do promise to help with the kids, the rent, and the housework.



I am so tired. I did nothing today, but the fighting and tears just has me wore out. My heart goes out to every single mama, and every mama with a ring on her finger but is still parenting alone. We can only do what we can, right?



I started a Jane Green book today, The Other Woman.

I have high hopes for this one, since I pretty much adore her and I own pretty much every book she's ever written, but only read two. They're both among my favorites though. Don't let me down, Jane.

Goodnight, single mamas. Tomorrow is another day.