That whole teaching-kids-to-think-and-observe thing is SO overrated.
I’m ready to turn back the hands of time to when my kids could really care less about what I do and cared more about finding boogers in their noses. Wait, they still do that. At 6- and almost-8-years-old, they’re all up in my business about what I’m doing and what they want to be doing. It’s really starting to put a damper on my previous life as a carefree lazyass.
“You’re lazy because you take naps all day.”
That’s what one of my rude children said to me when I teased her for wanting to drive somewhere instead of walking.
OK, for one, I am lazy. That’s not the problem. But it is a problem that said unnamed child actually said that to me, but yeah, you’re right, kid. I’ll let that one slide.
For two, I do not take naps all day. I only wish I got to take naps even just once a day. Don’t we all? Only not my children and not since they were 1- and 3-years-old. The little jerky princesses stopped napping way too early in their lives for my lifestyle.
I do take a nap on the weekend when I can. I do take a break and read or watch TV in the afternoon when I can. I have been taking prescribed rests because OH my neck OH my back MY NECK AND MY BACK have been all hurty for the last 4 weeks.
Also, I “work” from 9am until at least 11pm pretty much every single day. I think I deserve to rest my brain in the afternoon with a little lie-down, kid.
Though I think this is me convincing myself that I’m all good with my lifestyle and my “work.”
And maybe I should stop saying I “work” and say that I actually work.