Wednesday, October 08, 2008

A Proactive Apology

My kids won't find the embarrassing stories I share with the world if I do it on another blog.

Right?

Just in case they do, let me say this.

Boys,

I want you to know that I do remember what it was like to be a pre-teen and I'm not unsympathetic. It's just that I'm discovering there are certain traditions that are the rights of every parent. And when you become parents yourselves, I fully expect you to "torture" my grandbabies in the exact same way.

Please know my sweet things that the "fights" I put up to your attempts to fit in are only for show--and I am giggling in my head the whole time. For I know hormones are taking over your body, which is prohibiting you from exhibiting any normal sort of behavior--kinda like demonic possession without the projectile vomiting (there better not be any projectile vomiting).

Sharing some of your stories with my friends?? It's just that a mamma has to do something to maintain her sanity.

I love you forever,
Mom

8 Deserve Mamma's Love:

Tash said...

Too funny, and true.

My son knows about my blog and I have no idea when or how that slipped out. Oops. Think I should apologise in advance for the emotional scarring his reading it will cause.

Seriously Mama said...

I was horrified when my mom told everyone about getting my period. Now I know that as a mom, ya gotta do whatcha gotta do! It's perfectly normal.

Sammanthia said...

I double check with my kids whenever I write a post about them because I would hate for them to be mad at me later and be embarrassed by it. They love it... they're totally shameless.

flutter said...

life is one embarrassment after another, get used to it, kiddos! ;p

APGG (A Pretty Good Guy) said...

Guess your 7th grader wouldn't be "down" with my $8.98 Starburys from Steve & Barry's!

http://egcanes.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-they-should-be-your-shooz-too.html

Day Dreamer said...

I haven't told my kids about my blog. I am still defining what it is to me...

My mom hung my first training bra out the car window all the way down our very very long street.

I took a picture of my son in a pink beret when he was two. He's almost ten. I'm waiting for the right moment to drag that picture out!!

Don't mess with Momma. (!)

Queen of the Mayhem said...

There has to be a plus side to this whole MAMMA thing!

I feel certain they will forgive you!

Attila The Mom said...

Hehehehe. Too true!