We are leaving to go to Birmingham, Alabama for a week. When one's annual spring vacation spot changes from St. John in the Virgin Islands to Birmingham, Alabama, one knows one's hit on hard times. No offense to Courteney Cox who originates from Birmingham. Oh, and my parents and sister who live there... (Of course I'm more concerned with not pissing off Courteney.)
So the girls are napping and I'm packing a "bribe bag" full of stuff they don't normally get to eat for the plane ride. Every time they fuss, I will stick a Gerber Strawberry Yogurt Melt in their mouth. I'm quite certain there's no strawberry or yogurt in this product. I think it's sugar, glue and red dye. My rewarding the girls with food for bad behavior will undoubtedly come back to bite me in the ass when they seek counseling for an eating disorder in their teens and their therapist traces it back to this habit of mine wherein they whine and I shove a graham cracker into their open mouth. Therapists always blame the mothers... So on that note, here's to making our kids as crazy as we are. HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
I'll write from Alabama, y'all!
PS -- If you're on the Southwest direct flight from Chicago to Birmingham tomorrow, might I suggest you re-book? Being on our flights is never pleasant.
PSS -- And listen to me rag on Jenny McCarthy here.