Wednesday, December 14, 2011
I tried to get really motivated the other day and took my kids to FAO Swartz in NYC on a Saturday thinking that I was such a cool mom for my adventurousness and spontaneity. What I actually ended up being was an asshole with two out of control kids trying to climb through the dividing window in the cab. This was by far one of the more embarrassing trips with my children. The cab driver shook his head in disgust but what was I supposed to do? If I start screaming I look nuts. If I beat them in the cab I go to jail. If I do nothing I look like I don't care. What I wanted to do was cry my freaking eyes out...or maybe jump out of the taxi and leave the boys to find their own way home. After a two hour trip back home I put the boys to bed and drank a glass...or two...okay the whole bottle...of wine. After that I went back to thinking of what a cool mom I am for taking my kids on this trip, but I have already made all of my friends and family promise to slap me if I ever decide to take these monsters into the city by myself again. They would have had almost as much fun in Toys R Us in Bay shore and I wouldn't have wanted to poke my eyes out. Oh well, as usual, the moral of the story is you live, you learn.