Parenting At Its Finest

As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a MOPS Mentor Mom. I don’t really know for sure why I’m a “mentor” and tell my young moms I suppose it’s possible they could maybe learn something from my mistakes. Such as…

When my children were little I thought this or that would be a great mommy thing to do, but instead it caused them to stutter/burp/hit their head against the wall for no apparent reason/hate glitter – you fill in the blank – so don’t do it to your kids.

You see why I might not be best suited for the position.

But every once in a very long while I do have great words of parenting wisdom. A wisdom so profound it garners such looks of awe and appreciation that for a moment I’m embarrassed. Embarrassed that my genius has burned so bright. It’s hard to be humble when you’re a beacon of such enlightenment. But, you know, when you’re that brilliant it just is what it is.

This morning was one of those days. You know what I’m talking about. The kind of day when you’re on fire and everything that comes out of your mouth sounds like something you’d read in an inspirational book or see on Oprah.

Yesterday two of my friends with young children were discussing how they feel bad that they don’t play games for hours with their children like other moms. So this morning I offered them this priceless wisdom:

Don’t worry about it. As they begin to get a little older just start feeding them false memories about how you spent hours upon hours playing their favorite games when they were little. Eventually they will start to believe you and actually think they remember. Bam. You’re the best mother ever.

I KNOW! Brilliant, right?? Sometimes I amaze even myself.

8 Comments

  1. Gretchen on January 11, 2012 at 8:42 pm

    Love.it! Then create false memory scrapbooks, too. One thing I did–I bought games with a “20 min” game play time to them. Lurved Zooreka & Pretty Pretty Proncess.

    • Jenster on January 11, 2012 at 8:55 pm

      A time limit! That’s a great idea! Sadly for me my family now likes to play Bookopoly which is the game that never ends and they’re too old to fool. Plech!

  2. Glee on January 11, 2012 at 9:58 pm

    Seeing as I’m out of the running for Mother of the Year award, I’m going to take your suggestions and run with them. There’s hope for *next* year!

    • Jenster on January 13, 2012 at 2:32 pm

      Hi Glee!! I usually have to drop out around January 2nd. And that’s a good year.

      BTW – How’s college life for your family?

  3. Michele McMillan on January 12, 2012 at 1:31 pm

    Really, all I can say is, “Oh MY!” Take it however you want to take it! 😉 Love ya Sis!!

    • Jenster on January 13, 2012 at 2:32 pm

      I figure I’ve got two pretty good kids who love their momma. It must not have damaged them too badly. 🙂

  4. Bev Norris on January 12, 2012 at 6:28 pm

    HAHA…love it! I always hid that card that started the CandyLand game all over again-just as the end was in sight and your brain was about to boil from the “fun” someone got whatever that CARD is…. I WAS that mom that made up games and art ALL DAY long only to hear my “adult” son tell his friends “I had a great childhood. There were all these races, nature hikes, games and water balloon games. I thought of them myself. I don’t know what my mom was doing, she was never outside with us.” HUH?? LOL
    Invisable “Perfect” Mom

    • Jenster on January 13, 2012 at 2:33 pm

      Haha Bev! I used to do the same thing with Candy Land! And that’s hysterical about your son. Apparently he needs reminding. 🙂

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