It's just so frickin' frustrating. I spend so much more time with them, and quality time too. I'm constantly carting them around to this or that event - bouncing, playdates, ice skating, you name it. And I'm the one that feeds them, buys them stuff, cleans up after them. Really, the only thing Rob does for them on a regular basis is put them to bed.
And yet it's a constant Daddy-Fest at Casa de Bad Mom. Especially Kyle, the four year old - everything's about daddy, daddy, daddy. I try not to express my bitterness, especially considering that Rob never had a dad growing up and all he ever wanted out of life was to be a good father. But I do catch myself sometimes saying things like "Daddy doesn't make you dinner, mommy does" or "When was the last time Daddy took you to Chik-Fil-A?". And then I just sound like an ass.
Anyway, this past weekend we had a huge storm so it was time for stuck-inside-all-day-let's-do-a-craft-so-that-we-aren't-watching-t.v.-literally-24-7. My mother (the Good Mom) had gotten the boys mittens that they had considered "too girly" to wear - they were covered in skull-and-crossbones but the eyes of the skull were heart-shaped so that was just too feminine for my little homophobes. So, I broke out the hot glue gun, a pack of colored foam sheets that I got from the dollar store, some googly eyes and a black marker. Here is the result:
Unwanted Mitten Finger Puppets
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| Kyle requested animals. Despite what it looks like, I am not an artist, so I had Jack on google images bringing up pictures for me to use. |
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| Jack is very into monsters - we just rented Hotel Transylvania so I think that's where this comes from. My Frankenstein and Wolfman are inspired but my Dracula is just awful - what's with his hair?
They really did seem to enjoy playing with these puppets and it kept the television off for a good hour so that's something.
Meanwhile, my diet has been completely sidetracked by events that came up in the past two weeks - Superbowl, Moms' Night Out, celebrating a friend's birthday - so, I put back on 2 of the 15 pounds I lost since I started the diet last month. *sigh* I wanna buckle down and get back on the horse but Valentine's Day is this week plus we have a big snow tubing event planned for the weekend, which means drinking - because that's how Bad Mom rolls - which means diet-out-of-window for another week. *reiterated sigh* We'll see how it goes....
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Typical. Daddy's *not* there as much as you, so he's a luxury. They know they can always depend on you, so you are easy to take for granted. Even you - were a bit of a Daddy's girl (not in the typical way, but still) and think of how much you talk about your Good Mom... In the end, we always remember how our moms were always there. So... just chill out for 10 or 20 years. THEN you'll get your due ;)
ReplyDeleteGirls are just as bad trust me, mine is only six months and I swear she prefers him over me...it also doesn't help that everyone keeps saying " aaww look at that Daddy's girl". HOWEVER the person above me is right in the end we always go back to our moms.
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