...or how some days as I put Larry down to bed I wonder, "Did I even play with you today???"
...or how lately Lennon takes three showers a day even though I know it's a waste of water. This is a battle I just don't fight even though I should.
...or that Lennon is getting old enough where he doesn't always want his mom's kisses...
...or that we're probably the only family on the planet with Flaming Hot Cheetos because Lennon put them in the cart when no one was looking so now they're in our pantry. Or what about the chocolate syrup that spilled along the back wall of our fridge and it stayed there for months because neither of us wanted to scrub it off....my sister finally took care of it when I was in the hospital having Larry (I can think of about three people right now who are dying over this story. Sorry, Megan....).
...or that I worry about TV all the time. Is he watching too much? How much does everyone else watch? Should I do a puzzle with him instead? Am I being lazy? Will he be socially irresponsible or unable to communicate effectively in the real world someday? My mom says relax so I try but my secret is that for sure he watches TV every night while I attempt to make dinner.
...or secret #456543: I let my child eat chicken that has been processed and shaped into dinosaurs. While this is something I would never eat myself, I believe it's okay to let him eat it everyday.
...or how about that Lennon cannot eat a meal without it going EVERYWHERE and that he thinks cereal should be eaten by the fist, not the spoonful. So sometimes we both eat our cereal in our backyard so I can just hose off the mess. Just a change of pace.
...or that every time I put Lennon in his carseat there is almost always a little snack waiting for him there...from our last trip in the car. And he eats it as I strap him in and I am grateful for it every single time.
Blogs are so funny; we get to shed light on selective parts of our lives and publish them for an audience. We don't have to show the messy closet or the garage disaster (that is probably my worst secret of all) or the thoughtless things we say to our kids everyday. Sometimes I start wondering what life is REALLY like behind all the !!!!!!!!!! of people's happy blogs.....Does that couple argue? Are those kids ALWAYS clean? Is her hair always washed? Are there crumbs on the floor of her car? Have they ever bounced a check? Who knows. So this weekend I decided to share some secrets. And trust me, there are many many more. And don't you think we'd all feel a little better if we felt like other people had these secrets, too?
I'd like to know some of yours.