I am seriously tired of being the bad cop in my house.  Come on my kids are wonderful but they aren’t perfect!!!  Why does my husband think that its ok to come home at night and act that way?  They could have driven me insane all day.  He walks in and they are perfect.  Why does he get to be the good cop?

Jason was swinging from the fan last week but he’s perfect.

Jason poured water all over my hardwood floors today…but he’s perfect.

Faith knocked Jason down five times..but she’s perfect.

Well guess what??? I’m not perfect.  I’m not the perfect mom.  I

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