So, this idea came to me from my friend Anabelle, (a fellow blogger...you can see hers, Keeping up with the Pearsons by clicking on the link!) She and I are constantly talking about our kids and all the funny things they do, which often leads to all the "funny" (some might say stupid, perhaps even illegal) things WE do! But the common thread is that we didn't MEAN to do these things...they were brain farts. And we figured if SHE does them and I do them, then probably mothers everywhere do them (no one admits them is all...).
Which is how the idea of "Mother of the Year Mondays" came to be...It's the phrase we utter after we've admitted to some really heinous mother crime...It might go something like this. "Yes, Susie. Today I let my kids play in the dumpster because it looked like they were having so much fun tossing dirty diapers to one another! That's right, go ahead and sign me up for Mother of the Year!" Or even better, "Yes, sweet daughter, when you were little, I tied your legs to your chair so you wouldn't tip back in it." (That one comes to us from a mother very close to me..one I've known since...birth.) :)
So anyway, I'm a little hesitant to start this new theme, since I notice Anabelle herself has not posted a "Mother of the Year" Moment yet today...perhaps fear of CPS knocking on the door gave her a change of mind...but oh well! I've got 30 blogs to do in 30 days and without this one, I'm fresh out of ideas! So here goes!
MOTHER OF THE YEAR MONDAY- TAKE 1.
So early on Brian and I decided to be GREAT, unafraid parents of triplets and take our babies out frequently! We would usually go to Starbucks on Sunday mornings in which case, we would simply carry the babies in their carseats. Brian would carry the boys, I would carry Hunter. Well for a while, this was all fine and good. But I get cabin fever easily and I wanted bigger and better! I wanted to take the babies out out! I wanted to go to Old Navy! But I didn't want to carry them all around...(if you're a blog follower, then all of this is probably starting to sound familiar. I blogged about this when the babies were a mere 2 months old!) But now, you'll hear the rest of the story...So the first stop of that day was to Babies R Us to buy some strollers. We got a double and a single. Brian actually assembled them right there in the parking lot and then we were off to the mall! So that day of shopping was great! The strollers were the best invention ever!
So after we'd shopped our hearts out, it was time to go home! Out to the parking lot we strolled! One, by one, by one we took the babies out of their stroller and popped their carseats back into their respective bases and we were off! Headed for home! Feeling so proud that we even figured out how to fold the 2 strollers back up! (Okay, I was proud. I'm sure it was quite simple for Brian.) So there we were, just driving along, listening to the radio until I had a thought. And following that thought, I say (very calmly and casually so as not to make it seem like I'm freaking out) "Hey, did you strap them back in?" And just as calmly, he replies, "No, did you?) Oh S**T!....And there you have it.
Yep. We were just driving along with the babies IN their carseats, but not actually safely IN their carseats. Now luckily, we'd only gone as far as Park Place Mall to the El Charro /Touchdowns Complex (less than a mile) Let me tell you how fast we pulled over, got out, apologized profusely to three totally unaware little people, buckled them in and kept on driving...as if none of this had ever happened....VOWING never to speak a word of this to anyone.
Oops....well, technically I'm not speaking it to anyone.... Anyway, there you have it. My name is Ami and I forgot to buckle my kids in.
MORAL OF THE STORY: Don't be so excited about your new strollers that you forget that your husband is a police officer and your father is a personal injury attorney, both of whom thrive because of idiot drivers who forget to buckle their kids in. Thank God, this story ended well...
Anyway, I feel better. Care to get anything off YOUR imperfect mother or father chest? :) If so, let's share stories in the comment section. Like before, you can choose either ANONYMOUS (this might be an appropriate time to choose anonymity!) or you can choose NAME/URL. In that case, just type your name in the NAME part and leave the URL part blank. Then type the security word and hit publish! Go ahead, make me feel a little better....
This was Brian assembling 2 strollers in the babies r us parking lot
And these 2 strollers would be the cause of my stupidity to come....
This was earlier, at the mall, when I was still a good mom. :)