But before I do let me just make
a small plea in my behalf.
I am a good woman. Most of
time. I am a good mother, too.
At least when I’m not yelling.
Now I’m not mother of the
year, but I’m not like Cinderella’s
evil step mother either.
But, I am absolutely without a doubt
the best. Aunt. Ever!
Hands down. No contest. Just ask
my nieces and nephews. (I’ve got
oodles of them)
That is, until today. Today, I failed
MISERABLY. Today, while waiting
outside of my baby’s classroom to speak
with his teacher for P/T conference, I see
my sister-in-law approaching.
Completely confused as to who she would
be there for, the following conversation
Me: “Hey Mandy. Who ya here for?”
Mandy: “Uh Dylan.”
Me: “Oh yeah. Um…” (Stumbling to recover)
SIL who now hates me: “You know they
are the same age.”
Me: “I know it’s just I always think he’s
SIL who has now removed me from their Christmas
Card list: SILENCE
I know. Lame. How could I?
Only excuse. I have four kids.
They suck all my brain cells.
And so, that is it. My big, huge
blonde moment. And in one single
second I am out of the running for
Aunt of the Year.
And so I make my plea
please forgive me
Blog ya later,