or maybe it should be good parent, bad parent because after all tony was all mixed up in there. we take turns with it, just like on the old cop shows. sometimes he's good and i am neurotic and sometimes i'm good and he is impatient. but i will take the heat on these and leave tony out of it.
for instance,
good mom...
i make healthy, and freaking adorable lunches.
bad mom...
i make minestrone soup that my kids pick 3 kidney beans out of and make themselves a bowl of top ramen.
good mom...
i instill a sense of confidence and accomplishment in my daughter by letting her bake all by herself.
bad mom...
who are we kidding. i was too lazy to help her so she did it by herself. but i kinda feel like i get a half a point here because she did do it all by herself and it was deliciou,s so i must have taught her something, right?
good mom...
i reminded her to brush her teeth really well right before we went to the orthodontist to get her braces off and he fawned over what a good job she does.
i am a terrible example. i often forget to brush my teeth at night *gasp* and never wore my retainers. i am now on my second try with invisaline, so technically i have had a form of braces three times now.
good mom...
i let my kids ride horses because they love it and they love their papa. why does this make me a good mom? because i am convinced these filthy beasts are out to get me and my children too.
bad mom...i laughed when aidan went up and over and fell off the other side while trying to mount up.
i laughed hard.
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