If we truly expect our kids to learn about good sportsmanship, then we need to act like adults, not like idiots on the sidelines.  Click over to my blog to read the story that prompted this post:

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 If you've been following my blog for any length of time, it probably won't surprise you to know that my husband and I were fishing in a sewage drain this past weekend.  After all, we AREthe King and Queen of Attracting Stupid Situations.  Click over to my blog to…

You know how every once in a while, you have one of those parenting moments which you wish you could just freeze-frame forever?  They can be few and far between, but that's probably what makes 'em so darn special.  Well, I was lucky enough to have one of those "this is what it's all about" memories this past weekend.

The setting was my son's…

** Straws make everything taste better.

** "Everybody hurts" when you post pictures of your penis.  (Did you hear that, Michael Stipe??!!)

** Embarrassing moments hunt me down like a bear in the…

** Cruise control scares the shit out of me.

** When you travel with kids, it's a trip.  When you travel without them, it's a vacation.

** 99.9% of the water at water parks is a combination of urine and ick.  Probably.

** Trying to get your kids to sleep at a water park is like trying to get a nun to pole…

I hate to admit it, but my husband was actually right.  (Did pigs just fly?)  He tried to warn me, but I didn't listen to him.  I thought that being the MOM, I knew what was what.  I was convinced that I was being an awesome mama by letting my kids participate in all the summer activities they wanted.  (Ok, you can stop pointing and laughing at me,…

I'm sure you've all heard me repeatedly grunt about the fact that my son would forget his balls if they weren't already attached to his little body.  Well, the same could be said for my absentminded husband as well.  The man could seriously be reminded every other second to do something and STILL neglect to do it.  Bless his out-to-lunch heart, the dude damn near…

** Getting back to reality after vacation is like getting KO'd by Mike Tyson in the first round.

** I totally need a vacation from my vacation.

** My to-do list seems to be taking Viagra.

** Showering is just a whole lot of work.

** I'd rather eat a shit sandwich than sit in the Apple store for two…

I swear I could blog about this topic till I'm frickin' blue in the face, but for the life of my bladder, I can't figure out why the hell my kids won't ever admit when they've gotta go to the damn bathroom. They could literally have a trail of piss trickling down their legs and still try to convince me that they don't need to pee. It's even more frustrating…

With all the bullying that's been in the news lately, I can't help but think about the apple not falling far from the tree. Just think about it -- if kids see their parents acting like complete morons by belittling people around them, is it really any wonder when those same kids start tormenting their own peers? Monkey see, monkey freaking do. All of us so-called…