I just love this line! “I am Optimus Mom. Leader of the AutoHotts” (TeeHeehee…!) I could say this all.day.long it is just that funny. Every time I blurt this out around my house with my kids, mostly when this mom-of-four is trying to motivate us out the door to meet some sort of scheduled appointment, I get the giggles. Maybe it’s my peculiar sense of humor, but I think “I am Optimus Mom” is hilarious. ? So why is no one laughing? “Grrrrrr!” and “Oh Mom, will you stop it?” are all I ever hear! But it doesn’t stop me. I continue randomly with one of my many mom motivational phrases. They just continue to roll their 7, 8, 12, and even 22 year old eyeballs at me. Add to that my hott hubby, Dan, and that’s a total of 10 spinning eyes! Oh, gosh. But I don’t stop. No. How can I? After all, “I am Optimus Mom!” You see,… this mom of two boys just barely 15 months apart has survived a number of their phases. One of them was the ever fascination with Transformers. After living … [Read more...]
Let’s Make A Deal
It is the classic “if this then that” predicament. I find that each.and.every move this short “Hott” mama makes is a culmination of a deal of some sort between me and the kids. Do you find this to be true at your house? In order to achieve results, I feel like I am forced to beg, borrow, steel, and negotiate everything from teeth brushing, trips to the mall or Toys-R-Us, to simple homework. It’s exhausting, isn’t it? For Violet, who somehow manages to occupy a room resembling a tornado zone, we are constantly threatening that “if you don’t clean up that room, then you’re not going to gymnastics tonight!” Although this normally works, well… last night, it.did.not. Needless to say, she went to gymnastics and conveniently forgot to put her laundry away. At one point, I think we lost Levi in the mess. The ultimate con, Levi is the king of “Let’s Make a Deal”! After listening carefully to a conversation between Dan and me discussing the upcoming end of our cell phone contract, … [Read more...]
A “PC” Post Christmas Post!
As I wade around the Hott House this morning, the day after Christmas, I am knee deep in wrapper, ribbons, and bows. How about you? Among the post Christmas remnants, I am up to my elbows in everything from crumpled paper, dead batteries (already), Transformers and Pokemon boxes, Justice tags, to kitchenware! Somewhere in the middle of all the left-over Christmas celebration, I see the gift that warms this “Hott” mama’s heart – it’s called kids! Ranging from 6 to 21 (and even my 54 year old), all the “Hottlings” are somewhere in the house buried in leftover paper and new treasures from yesterday’s festivities. And what an adventure this Christmas has been! Yours? You see, I found a few amazing revelations this time around on my 46th Christmas year! First of all, who knew the mounting devious maneuvers my offspring would come up with just to discover the whereabouts of their Christmas presents? I have NO clue where they got THIS from! All of December was filled with some … [Read more...]