I am a mean mom. I readily admit that I deny my children luxuries that other kids take for granted. Being that I am in the middle of day 3 home with a sick kid (or so she claimed this morning when she cried about the possibility of throwing up at school), I am climbing the walls! I feel that if I have been home with a sick kid for 3 days (and eluded the germs) I am entitled to a few luxuries like:
- pay per view movies.
- hot cocoa upon request.
- getting a pass on cleaning the bathrooms this week.
- not going to the grocery store.
- eating take out.
- reading my book all day.
- taking a nap.
- long , hot baths.
- warm just out of the oven Tastefully Simple Beer Bread with homemade strawberry jam.
- Dad picking up Jack from karate and bringing home a dinner that I didn't have to call in, request, or have to make a decision about. (Hey! a girl can dream can't she?)
- And a new red Kate Spade handbag. Wouldn't be so bad either! Kind of like a "push present", but a "vomit gift".
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