All the shit I no longer give a shit about - 2021 UPDATE!
OH MAN! It was fun reading this post I wrote about this time last year!
What's changed?! Plenty! We're vaccinated, and so are lots of other people!
BOTH my kids are out of the house at camp, for multiple weeks this summer!
My perspective, my health, work, are so much better. I feel MUCH better. I didn't realise until recently, just how run down and stressed I was last year.
What hasn't changed? I STILL DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANY OF THESE THINGS!
No such thing as "breakfast" food - it's all just food, people. Ice-cream, for example, equals dairy - I'm pretty sure it's got some protein of some kind in it? My kids eating SOMETHING without it being a big deal is the goal.
This is an actual photo of my kids bedroom from 2020. It still looks like this most days. Actually probably worse. I change the sheets in here, and THAT'S IT. This room is fucking Vegas. What happens here, stays here. If you think that for some reason that you should mention to me, out of guilt, about the juice you spilled on the floor. Forget it. You're only telling me that to make yourself feel better, I'm going to pretend I didn't hear you. We're not going to counselling - EVERYTHING IS FINE. Go confess to Dad. SPOILER: He won't care either.
We were never no juice parents, but it was pretty limited. When your mom let's you drink pop every day of the 80s, you're going to grow up with some teeth concerns.
But, if we're going to ride bikes for three hours they just have to be hydrated. I am STILL NOT going to hospital with a child with a urinary tract infection right now. "Do you want a juice box?" is like a magical spell that casts a fugue over them, including a recently cast, I-am-nearly-three Beserker spell. And, c'mon, you get two sets of teeth for a reason - these ones are the trial run ones.
Socks and Underwear
Whatever kid, just be comfy. One of my kids is sensory seeking, and one of my kids is sensory sensitive. The sensory sensitive one loses it about socks, underwear, seams etc. The last thing I'm going to argue about with my kid when we're going to be hanging outside in our backyard, or watching a movie, is what's she wearing. I've got enough stuff to debate with the two of them, this is not an area I'm going to add to the list.
HAHAHAHAHAAAHAHHAAAAAAHHHA! Ha. Yeah. You get it.