Monday, September 26, 2011

Moms should get paid....a lot

I love it when my good friend Megan comes over and tells me that coming to my house is the best, and cheapest, form of birth control on the market.

She's right, my kids are a handful. And, for example, after yesterday's solid screaming match between the boys about who gets to play on the computer first, it's not uncommon for me to think how awesome it would be to just put them on the curb with the recycling. Not that I would actually do it because that would be illegal, it's just fun to think about.
Don't judge, I know I'm not alone.

Parenting is hard, and parenting twins is ridiculous. I particularly enjoy the response I get from childless, female twenty somethings when they find out I'm raising twins...."OMGEEEEE!! I WANT TWINSSSS!!!! IT WOULD BE SOOOO FUNNNN!!!"
Really? Come to my house. Better yet, ask Megan, she'll knock some sense into you. It's not for the faint of heart.

It's wonderful and I wouldn't trade it for the world, but don't be fooled, young twenty somethings.... it's the most thankless, painstaking job out there. And it doesn't pay squat.

Unless you count being paid in petrified Skittles stuck to the back seat of your car.

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