Haters

Man, have I had some haters in my life.  Sheesh.

Oh by the by, my kids think gum is a treat.  Let's keep that going.


So anyway, haters.  You know who you are.  Ha you are probably reading old Bloggy right now, hating.  Love ya.  *Wink*  I don't have much time for haters.  I was thinking about this last night.  H and T came home and they were all, "I hate this and I hate that...." and I was like " I would like to turn all of these negative vibes into positive vibes but I am not sure exactly how to do that.  Yes, you can absolutely think I am the meanest mommy in the world for not letting you play Super Smash Bros.

And yes, you can be very devastated that we have to empty the dishwasher AGAIN and what is all this CLEANING AND WHY GOD ME?????  Yes.  I absorb all off your negative impatience. I tell you that this is the cyclical nature of life and the best thing to do is to try to be positive.   The kids look at me like I have turkey beaks instead of fingers.  So is it just human nature to be negative?  Or is it that the kids are holding so much inside during the day trying to be well-behaved and nice that when they come home, the negativity flies forth like when you finally slam the bottom of the bottle of ketchup the right way?

No matter. The negativity is there and it abounds.  So I goof off or do something silly to make everyone laugh.  Suggest swimming or something physical.  Because I am trying to teach my kids to be positive people.  So if you are a hater, I love you.  I do not care what happened yesterday or three years ago or you hurt my feelings and then she said THIS.  Today is awesome, and I am pretty sure both you and I are awesome as well.

Hugs, world.