Wednesday, July 14, 2010

I am a bad mom... at least that's now what my neighbor thinks. Let me paint the picture. Anna Reed was napping, and Cole and I were outside. I put him in the swing in the front yard and turned on the sprinkler to water my dying flowers. I am pushing Cole in this huge swing, that after a few good pushes, gets going pretty good on its on. So, I ran inside real quick to vacuum the den rug. What, I'm multitasking? So, as I'm hurrying knowing that Cole is perfectly safe, someone knocks on my door -I go and it's a man that lives across the street-"Yes?" "umm... your child is sitting in the swing screaming and the sprinkler is stuck squirting him in the face." I had no words, I just ran out there begging him to believe that "I really was a good parent."

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