Oh the places you’ll go…

Parenting bliss, for a fleeting moment

Life. Tricky.

I love to watch “oh the places you’ll go” read by the crazy folks at the burning man festival. It’s so refreshing to watch grown ups being silly and having fun. One day I’ll take the kids there – but not yet – we’ve got a few more ‘where did i come from’ and ‘is that a lady or a man’ talks to get through first. When they’re teens, this festival would be a nice pinnacle of weird parenting – a fabulous entree into a world that doesn’t always make sense and isn’t always straightforward.

This week I’m worn down in the ‘blahs’, taking a food break and revisiting some of my parenting moments. Really it’s just my community service announcement about what not to do that will make you all feel like fantastic parents in comparison…

BAD MUMMY One time, when he was still a toddler, I showed Mr Meat&Potatoes porn (accidently of course).

Do you yell at your kids? I’ve always been upfront about my inability to control my temper with my kids.

BAD MUMMY Then there was the time I flicked the bird (in front of the kids of course) and suffered remorse.

But at the end of the day, love will win out, Hollywood-style and we can all remember that it’s the little moments of perfection that enrich our lives.

Back next week with food.

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    Jo said,

    I Love your honesty, I often think of my bad mummy moments but remind myself that the degree I adore my child will hopefully outweigh those lapses in parenting judgement!

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