FaceBook stole me

I've been so gone from the world of blogging frankly b/c I've found a new lavah. FaceBook has stolen me with it's quick interaction and the ease of my iPhone app. I don't have to log into the computer and have time away from my animals to read other peoples blogs. I love the updates and hearing about every one's lives but I swear some are more of a brag session than the annoying "Look how great my kids are Christmas Letter". I like the everyday stuff. Those are the blogs I read. However, FB really has me. I check it al the time.

Top 6 reasons FB is in my life.

1. Actual adult interaction (I'm not friends with people that aren't legal. Sorry I won't be your kids' friends. I want to talk like an adult and talk about my kids as the tenants they are. )

2.It's on my phone. (While hiding from my children I can look at FB statuses.

3.Ask questions. (Like how important is the second toe? Go to hospital or not if it's not where it was this morning on your son.)

4. My real life friends and far away friends are all there. (and meeting who the people are that you "used" to know way back when. I love learning who they are as adults and parents now. Everyone changes and I like it.)

5. Fast. I'm all about fast now. (hello my bike.)

6. Makes me feel cool. (mainly b/c I can't figure out how to tweet. or if I'll need a vaccination to do that too. Isn't it an either or?)

7. Pics from my phone. (like my shots of real life people doing real life Darwin things). Memo to self. I need to have my own Darwin awards for the year. Submissions can be sent in at anytime. FYI

8. Everyone updates my mom on my stuff. ) She's not on but everyone else seems to feel the need to tell her about it all as if I don't share it with her already.)

9. Fast love notes. (to the Kemper hello!)

10. My Ya-Ya's are there! nuf said!

I love my children

It's hard work being the meanest mom on the block. I mean it doesn't take much to knock you off the block and get you outta the running. Another mom just needs to throw away their kids DS once and you're done. I mean there are constantly things you need to do. Forget to pack their lunch but put it in the back pack ... take them to the dentist three times in a month .... make them sit at the table until their 1/3 cup of food is eaten after they were flailing about on the floor because they're starved. (that's a two for one) Forget to pick them up on early release at least three times ... making your kids wear clean clothes to school ... not letting them sleep in their cloths and wear them to school. Or making them wear the same underwear again because laundry didn't get done. Having them sit with both cheeks on the chairs at the table. Not sitting on other peoples heads. Getting other people's feet out of your mouth. Not touching eyes that aren't ours. Not eating/licking car tires that aren't ours. Or Ours either. These are all things that are not easy to do. Some of them require planning and rearranging of time and schedules. It's especially tough if you do not own DVR/TiVo. There's the bed time and the no chocolate in your bed part and the

But to put all these things in focus. I just want to make sure that as my children grow up and become adults and eventually (because we all will) head off to their first therapist's appointment to discuss how they are unable to trust/relate/communicate/feel genuinely towards chores. I don't want them sitting their paying good money to this man and not have anything to say. I am not going to waste my children's hard earned money. I love my children enough to make sure they have something to talk about. It's not easy and it won't be a one shot deal but I'm prepared to make that sacrifice and explore more options for the future. One I think we're going to instigate soon is singing "Love At Home" to the neighbor when we talk rudely to one another. That will cause a lot of grief and inner angst. There will be being grounded and having to ride the bus to H.S. When we miss curfew. There will be going on dates with the neighbor old lady as a personal chaperon. I can foresee many hours of push ups in stores and many hours of mom homework papers about cleaning things and dirty things.

So I implore of you to think of your children. Don't let their money go to waste. Love them now.