"Just give me the lifesaver, idiot."Once my brain had fully processed what this person I birthed had said to me, I calmly and sternly informed him what was going to happen when we got home. While internally congratulating myself on my restraint, it occurred to me that blatant infractions do not typically flip me out as a parent. While I may be appalled and deeply concerned, just having a clear course of action calms me down.
"This is a Pearl Harbor situation. I've got to go with the nuclear option."It's ambiguity that turns me into a fire-breathing mommy monster - suspected lies, "accidental" fraternal injuries, "forgotten" instructions, ...
1. Wrapping paper, tape, blah, blah, blah,...
2. First and only season of Firefly, possibly the greatest show of all time
3. Mountain Dew to keep me going into the wee hours
4. More stocking candy than is technically required