I like to think of my parenting skills as rational and reasonable. I see myself as calm and caring and giving, even patient at times. And then there is the daily reality that has me screaming, “PUT YOUR SHOES ON!, GET IN THE CAR!, DID YOU BRUSH YOUR TEETH?!, EAT!, SLEEP!, PEE! It is on these days that I visit the edge and dream of going over. I imagine myself falling slowly and steadily; hanging from the string of a pretty colored parachute that drops me in the middle of the La Costa Spa and Resort. On the day that I arrive the exits are sealed, and my return to parentville will be indefinitely delayed.
THUD! That was the sound of me hitting the ground; in my backyard; no pretty colored parachute; no hot rock massage unless the one lodged in my left rib counts and, no endless fountain of margaritas. The dream is over. I open one eye and there before me, at the edge of my bed, stands a child who professes to be mine and he is hungry. From his stance I can tell that he also needs to pee and is refusing to give in to the urge. The reason behind his desire to hoard his urine like gold in a bad economy baffles me. Without opening the other eye I motion for him to find the toilet and set his precious metal free. Our next goal is to wrangle with a toothbrush that is designed to save teeth that are going to fall out anyway. The logic in this one defies me.
Downstairs we go, hand in hand, because monsters sometimes forget to go home when the sun comes up. The remote is uncovered, the television pings to life, and Disney XD delivers the day’s news. Frozen waffles and two gummie bear vitamins are on the menu – 365 days per year, for both of us. It does not occur to me, anymore, to stock my home with food fit for anyone over the age of 10. Then it happens, I view the clock and it is quarter til school. I know exactly how many minutes I have before the I become “mean as a snake” mommy…10/9/8/7/6/…..”Angelo, turn off the television and put your shoes on….” 5/4/3 ANGELO turn off the television and put your shoes on!!” 2/1 TURN THE TELEVISION OFF AND GET IN THE CAR!!!!!” Game – Set – Match…And, I am going straight to hell….I bet I see you there.