Worst Mom of the Year Award in.... 3.... 2.... 1
This morning Jack was resting on the couch in the living room when I heard him yell, "Mom, get me a tissue!"
Now, this statement alone should have been my first clue, but I'm not much of a morning person. Instead, I reminded Jack that he needs to ask nicely for things, which was less than effective.
"Mom, get me a baby wipe! They're in my room!" He yelled again.
I calmly replied, "Jack, you need to talk nicely."
"Mom, you get baby wipe for me?" Jack said in a sweet voice.
"Ok," as I slipped into his room and grabbed a wipe. When I came into the living room, I found Jack sitting motionless with puke all over himself and the couch. No wonder my little guy was being so demanding!
Needless to say, he didn't go to school. Instead, we had a bath, did laundry and are enjoying a lazy day watching puppy videos on YouTube.
"Aw, how cute, Mama! The puppies are so cute!"