Ever notice how when one (or more) of your kids is acting up, the other siblings suddenly start polishing their halos in an effort to win that much coveted “Kid of the Moment” smile from mom?
Like tonight, for example, when Emma was lying in bed screaming for water, and Isaac was sprawled helplessly across his bed pleading for me to tuck him in again (because he had gotten out of bed after the first time I tucked him in, and now the covers had turned to lead, and he was undoubtedly going to freeze to death overnight). Meanwhile, Gabriel was smiling sweetly up at me from his pillow, quietly boasting about how he had gotten his own water, tucked himself back in, and then “Farted, but kept it under the covers so the room wouldn’t smell.”
The “Kid of the Moment” smile from Mom was well earned by Gabriel tonight, my friends. The other kids got the “Oops! The Kids Pushed Mom Too Far, And Now She’s Got Those Batshit Crazy Eyes Again!” consolation prize.
Originally published on March 4, 2016 by Motherhood Made Me Do It