When my 6 year old is telling me I’m the meanest mom in the world because he can’t wear his Superman cape to school, I just want to say: let’s skip this part. Let’s go right to the part where you realize that I went to three stores to find that cape, when you realize ...
” I sigh –“wish I could….but my lovely little ones will have me up by 5:10.” Yes, no change, no resolution….except that I have succumbed to it and got myself to bed a little earlier last night. Seth probably thinks that I’m the meanest mommy in the world...