Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I enjoy a certain protein bar every morning but they are expensive. My kids will waste them, want to taste them but spit them out or naw on the bar and ruin the coating but not actually eat it...total waste. So I've come to hiding in my master closet with my bar and coffee every morning for 10 min. I even look forward to it. Sometimes I realize for a second how pathetic it is but then remember how this is really the best solution! Anyone else have moments tha make you go "o wow this is a new low."?
It's pathetic bc you don't have enough authority to tell your kids that they are not allowed to eat your protein bars.
Seriously. Remind them that they waste the bars and offer them something else.
Yay you two PPs for trying to turn a light hearted post into some sanctimonious drivel. Do you feel better about yourselves now? Here’s a cookie for each of you.
I want a fancy bar...not a lame cookie.
Ok here’s your bar, big baby
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I enjoy a certain protein bar every morning but they are expensive. My kids will waste them, want to taste them but spit them out or naw on the bar and ruin the coating but not actually eat it...total waste. So I've come to hiding in my master closet with my bar and coffee every morning for 10 min. I even look forward to it. Sometimes I realize for a second how pathetic it is but then remember how this is really the best solution! Anyone else have moments tha make you go "o wow this is a new low."?
It's pathetic bc you don't have enough authority to tell your kids that they are not allowed to eat your protein bars.
Seriously. Remind them that they waste the bars and offer them something else.
Yay you two PPs for trying to turn a light hearted post into some sanctimonious drivel. Do you feel better about yourselves now? Here’s a cookie for each of you.
I want a fancy bar...not a lame cookie.
Thanks!!
Ok here’s your bar, big baby
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:(I'm still recovering from the cacao nib story, btw. That is the stuff of nightmares.)
High on the pathetic list was the time I was preparing breakfast for our extremely picky 3 yo.
And suddenly in a flash of perspective, the horror hit me:
Oh my God. I AM PEELING...A BAGEL. ON PURPOSE. WTF IS WRONG WITH ME.
(In fairness, it was the only way she would eat the damn bagel. But still.)
That’s amazing. Feel you. I peel grapes for ours and know which things on plate are to be hot or cold. Makes me feel like a sucker.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I get up at 5:45 on Thursdays so that I can sneak downstairs and eat breakfast alone while I watch the previous night's episode of "The Real Housewives of New York." I usually hear the pitter-patter of little feet around 6:15, and I will hastily shove bagel in my face, hit pause, and act happy to see my 3yo!
I get up earlier than usual to do this on Thursday mornings, too! I don't think of it as pathetic, though. I think of it as a genius way to get in my one guilty pleasure left.
Anonymous wrote:Having a kid sit on my lap while I poop
Anonymous wrote:Baby peed on our bed. Multiple times. Still took us a week to change the sheets.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I enjoy a certain protein bar every morning but they are expensive. My kids will waste them, want to taste them but spit them out or naw on the bar and ruin the coating but not actually eat it...total waste. So I've come to hiding in my master closet with my bar and coffee every morning for 10 min. I even look forward to it. Sometimes I realize for a second how pathetic it is but then remember how this is really the best solution! Anyone else have moments tha make you go "o wow this is a new low."?
It's pathetic bc you don't have enough authority to tell your kids that they are not allowed to eat your protein bars.
Seriously. Remind them that they waste the bars and offer them something else.
Anonymous wrote:(I'm still recovering from the cacao nib story, btw. That is the stuff of nightmares.)
High on the pathetic list was the time I was preparing breakfast for our extremely picky 3 yo.
And suddenly in a flash of perspective, the horror hit me:
Oh my God. I AM PEELING...A BAGEL. ON PURPOSE. WTF IS WRONG WITH ME.
(In fairness, it was the only way she would eat the damn bagel. But still.)