Monday, October 10, 2005

Confession....
It was not a normal day for me. Today I slept for 3 hours after lunch. What a sloth. To make things worse, I ate roasted pork knuckle for dinner. Oink. I think it was because I didn't feel like studying. You see, if I don't study, neither do the boys.
Had a conversation with my second son, Luke, a perceptive 10 yr old:
L: Mom! How come you slept all afternoon?
M: I know...it was really strange.
L: Well, don't say it was because of us!
The deeper meaning to this conversation is that I, as a parent, am always finding ways to blame them for things.
Yesterday, I was almost an hour late arriving for dinner at a friends' place. I blamed it on the boys. There is a ton of white hair on my head. I blame it on the boys. Our home is always incredibly messy. I blame it on the boys. Nobody closed the sliding windows in the bedroom when we went out for dinner. I blame it on the boys. Nobody fed the fish today. I blame it on the boys. The birds are still coming into my kitchen to do their business. I blame it on the boys. After all, they're so messy they must be leaving microscopic specks of food that keep giving these mynahs hope!
Guess it's human nature to always seek to shift the blame elsewhere. My take on this - think the spouse gets off easy when there are kids to take the blame.

4 comments:

solitude said...

Right on! I totally empathise with the boys! :P Although my dad doesn't seem to get let off either... heh heh.

auntymich said...
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auntymich said...

your hair sounds like my hair, your house sound like my house & your tech skills sound like my tech skills (except now u hv a tagboard & i don't)...you are not alone!!

pong said...

dear sloth, it sounds like tim is the trouble. i will talk to him ...