Oh, the joy of going grocery shopping by yourself – a luxury
that only a mother could understand.
A mall without kids in tow?
It feels as if you’ve just won the lottery.
A girl’s night out? Heaven.
Earlier this week, I confessed to not being the “best” at
this mom thing. There are times, I’m selfish.
There are times that even after being away from my kids all
day, I just want to leave the house alone.
If I am going to get really honest, there are five places
where I’d actually prefer to never take my kids again.
Ever.
Under any circumstances.
Some of the places may not make sense to you. But they make sense to me.
Today, I am discussing those 5 places that I never want
to take my kids over at Eli’s blog, Coach Daddy.
Eli became one of my favorite bloggers literally overnight
after I read his reaction
piece to the Sandy Hook shootings back in December. If you haven’t read it, you really ought
to. There is nothing else that will make
your heart swell or that will make you want to hug your kids right now more than
reading that post. But Eli also writes about a ton of other cool stuff that has
to do with coaching soccer and being a parent and being lousy at lent.
I am grateful that Eli is sharing his space with me today,
and there’s room for all of us.
So come over and visit us.
Meet
you at Eli’s place.
Heading over there right now!! I don’t want to take my kids anywhere! –Lisa
Just read it and you are so right…those kid’s live shows would be so much better without the kids in tow… and well, a lot of alcohol!
So excited to see you over at Coach Daddy’s blog! Hmmmmm. Only 5 places? 🙂
Me too… heading over!
Off to check it out!
Thank you so much for visiting me over at Eli’s place! Maybe one day, like you, I’ll give up “pedicure alone time” and take my oldest girl with me? If I’m not feeling selfish…
I totally agree on the alcohol part! If I could drink a martini during Dora Live, maybe I wouldn’t mind so much?
Thanks, Jennifer! Well, sure there are more places than just five, but those are at the top of my list 🙂
Thanks, Martha. Let’s hear it for pedicures sans children!
Thanks, love!
You and your friends left nail polish and tortilla chips everywhere. You must have found my stash.
Of tortilla chips, that is.
I apologize about the mess. I’ll come back and clean up and replace the tortilla chips, OK?
Oh, next time the girls and I come over, can you leave out some salsa to go with those chips? Hold the corn, of course.