Did I get in the wrong line in heaven or what?

Sometimes I wonder. The line for "work full time on earth while trying to be a mother" must of had free chocolates or something.

How I Taught my 11-year old to make Pancakes

I should title this "I am the worst mother in the world today", but I'm in denial. I left (in a rush as usual) for work this morning (my cute cc (chocolate chip) walks to school a little after I leave) when he called me as I was headed up the on ramp to the freeway. "Mom..." "What's up"... "um, you forgot to make me breakfast."

Today I get the worst mother award. How is it possible that I forgot to make sure my child ate something...

"What can I eat?" ... he is used to making cereal on his own... how about cereal.. wait, there is no milk (I didn't have time to go to the store last night, between heading home from work, making dinner and heading out to a church meeting that lasted a very long time.) Eggs? nope. Oatmeal? nope. (I really need to go grocery shopping). "okay kiddo, it's time to teach you to make pancakes".

p.s. I don't care what anybody says about cell phones (yes! I use a hands free device). I absolutely love mine. They were invented for moms like me.

Why Raspberry and Chocolate Chip?

My four year old can eat a flat of raspberries in one day. We have to hide them from her and she hates chocolate (yes, MY daughter hates chocolate... you can weep with me later). My eleven year old loves chocolate and I have to force feed him fruit. There you go.

Martha doesn't live here.

I haven't been home at all this week. I must really find time to clean. The laundry made its way from my room to raspberry's room. When she tried to go to bed last night she said, "MOM! there are clothes on MY BED!" I need a large mansion and have one room just for laundry that piles up. However, if I could afford a mansion, I would also hire someone to fold the clothes and put them away...