Monday, December 22, 2008

That's What I Get...

We use the phrase "that's what you get" a LOT during the course of each day. We, as parents, have no sympathy when our kids get hurt after we have told them to stop whatever they are doing a few times. When they come crying to us after wrestling, jumping, fighting, throwing things, or just doing dumb things against our advise, we just tell them "that's what you get." Our kids have followed our example and they even say it to each other (usually after they have just hit the other one and made them cry). So, Friday was a day that I said this phrase to myself over and over. I had seen a few posts with cute moms that had made cookies and such with their kids and I thought maybe I should be a cute mom too. I have only made sugar cookies one other time in my life and I was about 7 months prego with Paige and Morgan and I swore I would never do it again. But I thought maybe I just hated the experience so much because I was the size of a whale, with legs like an elephant, and a back that hurt continuously even when I wasn't leaning over for 2 hours making cookies. So, I thought I would give it another go. It started out okay, but quickly turned into a not so fun time. I had just finished making the dough and all the kids wanted a taste. I even gave some to Paige and Morgan, risking the chance that Morgan would throw it right back up. And sure enough, as I started rolling out the dough, Morgan threw up the cookie dough and her entire breakfast all over my feet. As the throw up was seeping through my toes I tried to get Morgan, the cupboard doors, the floor, and myself cleaned up. It was everywhere. Throughout the 15 mins of cleanup I just kept saying "that's what I get." I finally got back to the cookie making and as I was rolling out the dough for a second time Paige decided to make things more fun and pulled my camera off the counter. It crashed to the floor and the battery compartment broke open and wouldn't keep the batteries in. I pulled a "MacGyver" and taped the thing shut with some handy scotch tape so I could still pictures to document this "joyous" occasion. We continued on with the cookies and the kids did have a good time cutting them out, getting flour everywhere, and making snakes out of the leftover dough. After the cookies were done baking I handed them all a cookie, except Paige and Morgan (I didn't feel like cleaning up anymore throw up). Aiden was the only one that ate the cookie! After 3 hours of work I have a Tupperware FULL of cookies that no one will eat. But I guess "that's what I get" for trying to be a fun mom.
So the moral of this story....don't try to be something your not. In my case: a fun, cute mom. It will just come back to bite you in the...well, you know.

14 comments:

bjensen said...

I think your a cute fun mom. I be the other "cute fun moms" don't have 5 kids 3 and younger! It looks like they had fun!

Maga said...

You are a fun,cute Mom--you don't have to make cookies to prove it. We admire the way you do so many other fun things with your 5 kids. It sounds like your kids have reflux problems like Papa. You can blame him.

Maga said...

P.S. glad you got the camera fixed so we can see the pictures of the fun time!!

Ginny said...

can't even tell you how validating this is to me. i often feel so guilty for all that i don't do (reading blogs of fun, cute moms doesn't help this), and you just allowed me to live the reality without cleaning up the mess...and now i don't feel (as) bad.

Steph said...

At least you tried, bonus points for attempting! I still can't figure out how you do it all.
ps read your blog, you are a fun cute mom, you guys have cool adventures all the time! Even if it's playing with boxes. That's fun stuff!

Jamie N said...

I'm still jealous of your new camera. I'd try to set Annie up somehow to break our camera thinking we could then buy a new one, but with Scrooge as my hubby, we'd just go without in order to save money. Good thing I love him anyway.

PS - Cute, fun, mom = Amy Jensen

Tavan said...

You are a cute mom! You do tons of fun stuff with them. However, you are right! Don't do stuff that you know in your gut won't turn out well. Thanks for not posting pics of the barf!! :)

Luke & Kimmy said...

How funny. At least you got some dang cute pictures, right? I'll help eat the cookies if no one else will.

Mindy said...

Finally, a reason NOT to make cookies! Thank you for the excuse! ;) (I'm not a cute fun mom either!)

Brittany said...

It sounds like quite the idea but I still think your a cute mom!

Tom and Dayna said...

You are one of the funnest, cutest moms I know and if you need help eating those cookies give me a call.

Sarah said...

The photos are so cute. I love the bottom left one with the three older kids! At least it looks like they had fun making the cookies even if they didn't eat them!

Kelli said...

Whatever...I don't believe the not fun, cute Mom stuff. I read this blog and it says "fun, cute Mom" all over it!!

Julie said...

You are adorable. The throw up had to be traumatic. The way explaining it oozing through your toes-yuck. It's a good thing you love her because that makes all the difference. I'm sorry it was frustrating. You are a cute mom. Making cookies isn't the only way to make memories.