Uh, yeah, thanks Captain Obvious. I hated it when parents would tell me that when we were expecting our first kid. I knew it was going to change my life. Parenting is supposed to change your life. It changes everything.
Want to quit your job? Think about the kids.
Bad driver? Think about the kids.
Want to take a quick trip to Jamaica, Vegas, the grocery store? Think about the kids.
Want to go "all in" on a pair of aces? Well, hell...don't think about the kids. Go all in.
What's my point? I can't remember. I digress.
I will say this, though: I love my kids (5 and 8, since you asked). There's no better feeling than having one of them holding my hand to cross the street or the look of pure joy when they score their first goal.
But, my GOD they can piss me off.
They fight. They whine. They are the most dramatic creatures ever put on the face of this earth.
And this is coming from a person who teaches high schoolers.
So what am I going to do about it? I'm going to write. I'm going to snark. I'm going to commiserate with my fellow bloggers and readers.
And if I don't, I may just lose it. Next thing you know I was the "quiet neighbor who kept to himself." I'm thinking that, with my delicate features, prison wouldn't work for me. Well, maybe not that extreme, but you get my point.
Besides, I have to think of the kids.