I'm such a great mom. I realized this while looking through our vacation photos.
Yes, I'm the kind of mom who let my 1 year old drink the McDonald's equivalent of a Big Gulp. I would let him do anything that helped pass the time on a 1o hour trip the first day of our vacation. To all of you Dr. Phil lovers out there who may be getting your panties in a wad over this, he really didn't drink that much.
I would do anything to get my preschooler to take a bobble-headed nap after hearing 497 times, "Are we gonna see a train up here?" My husband and I took turns answering back 497 times, "Maybe."
I would let Big Brother stand and shoot alligators for 30 minutes, being bored out of my mind, just so we didn't have to browse Bass Pro with my husband. I really didn't see the need since we have a Bass Pro 20 minutes away from our house that we frequent more than the grocery store. He didn't really drag me 500 miles to another Bass Pro to annoy me though. He wanted to check it out since he painted a lot of their signs at his old job. I'll give him credit for that and the signs were pretty cool. He also purchased a true necessity, a new pocket knife, since he conveniently 'lost' his before we left home. You just never know when you'll need a pocket knife at the beach. They come in handy for stabbing sharks, jellyfish and what not.
And since we were already at Bass Pro, I didn't see any reason not to let Baby Jaws wrestle a bear. The bears were already in a wrestling match themselves. It does look as if Baby Jaws is trying to save the day and pull that big aggressive guy off of the poor little weak wuss on the ground though.
Maybe I'm the poster mom for what not to do. I can hear Dr. Phil now: "You really shouldn't let your child drink soda. They will grow up and not have any teeth. You really shouldn't let your child shoot a gun. They will grow up to be a thug. You really shouldn't let your child wrestle bears. They will grow up to be a redneck."
Yeah, I'm a great mom.
Yes, I'm the kind of mom who let my 1 year old drink the McDonald's equivalent of a Big Gulp. I would let him do anything that helped pass the time on a 1o hour trip the first day of our vacation. To all of you Dr. Phil lovers out there who may be getting your panties in a wad over this, he really didn't drink that much.
I would do anything to get my preschooler to take a bobble-headed nap after hearing 497 times, "Are we gonna see a train up here?" My husband and I took turns answering back 497 times, "Maybe."
I would let Big Brother stand and shoot alligators for 30 minutes, being bored out of my mind, just so we didn't have to browse Bass Pro with my husband. I really didn't see the need since we have a Bass Pro 20 minutes away from our house that we frequent more than the grocery store. He didn't really drag me 500 miles to another Bass Pro to annoy me though. He wanted to check it out since he painted a lot of their signs at his old job. I'll give him credit for that and the signs were pretty cool. He also purchased a true necessity, a new pocket knife, since he conveniently 'lost' his before we left home. You just never know when you'll need a pocket knife at the beach. They come in handy for stabbing sharks, jellyfish and what not.
And since we were already at Bass Pro, I didn't see any reason not to let Baby Jaws wrestle a bear. The bears were already in a wrestling match themselves. It does look as if Baby Jaws is trying to save the day and pull that big aggressive guy off of the poor little weak wuss on the ground though.
Maybe I'm the poster mom for what not to do. I can hear Dr. Phil now: "You really shouldn't let your child drink soda. They will grow up and not have any teeth. You really shouldn't let your child shoot a gun. They will grow up to be a thug. You really shouldn't let your child wrestle bears. They will grow up to be a redneck."
Yeah, I'm a great mom.
Baby Jaws chugging a 42 oz root beer.
Big Brother finally passed out after talking non-stop for hours.
Big Brother shooting alligators.
Baby Jaws wrestling a bear.
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