playdohI want to be the mom that doesn’t have a panic attack when the play doh colors mix….

Literally…. well, I guess figuratively as well.

The mom that doesn’t gasp when water flows to the floor during bath time.

The mom that can actually stop herself from spreading the sauce evenly on the pizza after a toddler clearly leaves

A mom that spends more time laughing at her kids wrestling than screaming “No feet in his face!” or “Don’t pull him down like that!” Even though, clearly, they are both laughing.

I mean, really, what’s the worst that can happen? Clearly when the Play Doh is unusable anymore, they’ll get more for their birthdays, or Christmas, or as a bribe to PLEASE DON’T FREAK OUT IN TARGET.

And piling towels on the floor stops that waterfall from seeping through the tile.


That last one… well, that’ll take more patience…. one of these days, dem boys are going to the hospital from that there wrastling.


About Krista

Livin the poor life with the typical american family; husband, baby, and dogs. Happy to tell it like it is, the ins and outs of being a young, hip mom can be more hilarious than one might think ;)
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