I miss the 'terrible-twos'

Last week was quite a week.
It was hell actually.
Never did the weekend come soon enough.
2 of my kids decided to give me a run for my money.
and decided they didn't have to be obedient.
So, it was time to take seroius action.
Now that last week is over, I can safely say that we are all in agreement...
that these parents rein supreme.

This weekend, I found myself contemplaiting what sort of parent I am... compared to what sort of parent I started out as.
And while I have mellowed out on a lot of things that just do. not. matter,
I am still unbendable about certain things:

• You may NEVER talk snotty or hateful to ANYONE you come in contact with. You can be mad, angry, frustrated, upset, unhappy anytime you want. You just must filter your mouth and body language.
• Lying is not an option. Your butt is in so much trouble the minute you utter an untruth. Just tell the truth and get the punishment over with. Why exacerbate a problem you can be honest about? You are nothing if you are not a truth teller.
• You may never ignore your parents at ANY time of your life, until you move out. This includes the 1483 times I have asked you to not fight with your sister, clean up your room, and brush your teeth.
• You must do ALL of your chores, even if you think their good from yesterday. This application is extremely essential BEFORE Mom is home from work. The daily "Holy COW! Mom's on her way home" rush to hurry and pick a few obvious chores" isn't working, obviously.
• Challenge your parents, and you will lose. Period.

The list can go on and on... but you catch my drift.

It's Monday.... a brand new week. A "do-over" of sorts.

Wish me luck.

“If I come bumper to bumper with you on Monday, I'm going to punch your headlights out."
~~Phillip Green.