New attitude

I think we all ( or perhaps I am the only one on the planet) have those moments in time were we stop and look at our family and realize that things have just gotten out of hand! The manners are not a good, the help is not as helpful, the rooms are not as clean, the children not as sweet.....those times when I think "where did I miss this??" I have had one of those weeks. Following two full weeks, now headed into three with the flu I am sick of the non-helpers. My supermom skills are fading fast. The ability to do great feats in a single bound is gone. In the kryptonite haze I am sitting in, I have stopped and looked around. I don't like what I see. Now, that said, there are not grave problems. Everyone ate breakfast, rode to school with projects and snacks (except Zack who lost his snack for fighting in the van). It is the slight waves. The tiny ones that are rippling and crashing on the shores of my sanity. (haha...I like that phrase, even if I did make it up!).

I started to have a family meeting last night, but Scott assured me that a letter would be better. I wrote a letter than is not really any better than having to listen to me. I have written this letter, one mothers everywhere will understand and my children not. Much as John and Jacob decided Revelations is written in Morse Code, my letter is written in Mother Code. Perhaps later I can rewrite my "respect and contribution" paper to my teens!

Right now, all I can hear is Patti Labelle's incredible voice wailing "New Attitude" :)