Working Mommy

The worst thing about daycare this week?

Leaving, as my screaming child has his face pressed up against the series of window panes I must walk past to leave.

Also fun... getting his teacher to pry his little monkey body from mine as he clings to me, begging me not to leave.

Mommy Dictionary

Flat it.

Meaning: smash this item (in our case a tootsie "tooty" roll) flat so that I can either destroy it or eat it without choking.

Good Mommy / Bad Mommy?

Today as we were leaving for a bike ride to the store (I ride a bike pulling a trailer behind it... Ash kicks back and enjoys my efforts), I gave the boy a newly purchased bag of cheetos.

I finally invested in the little individual portion bags. Delightful.

We hit a bump on the way to the store and I hear Ash yell, "Dropped it... cheetos." I yell back something like "just leave it and get a new one out of the bag." I don't hear anything else from my munchkin so I figure all is well.

We get to the store and I open the trailer. All over the floor are the entire contents of the cheetos bag. The trailer... not the cleanest place in the world. The cheetos are dirty. Asher starts yelling about wanting the cheetos, so I figure why not? I round up all the little cheetos and throw them back in the bag.

Here you go baby. Enjoy the dirty cheetos.

I'm not entirely horrible. I entertained thoughts of buying a new bag at the store. But then I'd have to buy a big bag, or a whole new set of small bags. My inner saver told me to save my money and give him back the dirty ones. I also thought about just throwing them away and letting him scream... nahhh.

Good mommy, bad mommy?

He thinks he is an adult...

All day I hear... "hey Stace."

From my own child.

He has started calling me by my first name. I find it adorable.

Not so adorable... "hey Elsha," (the name of his daycare teacher). Although I don't mind it horribly, it is just odd. I wonder if he calls Elsha 'mom'?

About Hello Mommy...

Hello Mommy is my own personal reality blog (kind of like a reality show... only brought to you live via this blog).

Stacy = Mommy. Tom = Daddy. Asher = Little Dude.

I share stories from my life and family. It's my attempt at entertaining the world. If you don't find it entertaining, maybe we shouldn't be friends. Its ok. If you do find it entertaining, then hallelujah, you either enjoy pain or you might be my mom.

Yes, I have horrible grammar and I grossly overuse three periods... (ellipsis... it does have a name). Deal with it.

Enjoy reading about us and our semi entertaining lives. Hopefully yours is just as fun.

Links to my favorites...

The NieNie Dialogues

C Jane Enjoy It

Dooce

Design Sponge

Contact Info...

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