i’m the odd mom out. i don’t do playdates. i value my time alone and i say ‘fuck’. alot. my kids think i’m A+++++ cool and that i’m funnier than daddy. that spells success in my parenting books. i am very sarcastic and will make a joke out of anything. sorry not sorry.
i thank my parents for making me a strong, independent woman and for always supporting me- even when that time when i snuck away on a trip to Montreal with seven of my guy friends (yes- i had more guy than girlfriends okay?!) but all in all, i thank them for teaching me that blazing my own trail is the only path to true happiness and to never follow. anyone.
and that is the same lesson i strive to pass down to my two boys. i just want to raise nice, polite, mindful boys who learn to honor and respect the world they live in and the people they choose to surround themselves with. to always say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ and ‘you’re welcome’ (not ‘mmm hmmm’, as most Americans tend to rudely do), and to make sure they know the dangers of dairy and sugar and phake phoods.