How did I make it out unscathed with my parents raising me?

nsees

So we had our datenight tonight and as we're leaving the restaurant I get a call from my mom

my mom: where do you keep your nailpolish remover?

me: in our bathroom closet...why?

my mom: here talk to your dad

my dad: well somehow evan has the cap of the superglue glued to his finger and he's a little upset about it.  Don't worry though this happened with you and your sister too.  We can handle it.  Don't rush home!

Yea, so obviously we came right home.  I guess Eli got it down off the counter and Evan got a hold of it.  The first thing out of my mom's mouth when we came in the house: I'm so sorry.  Guess you're not going to let us watch your boys again, huh?

Haha.  I wasn't really that upset about it (well once I knew they got it right off).  I thought the glue was safe up on the counter but I should have just put it away.  Plus, I understand that things happen.  I seriously wonder though sometimes how they raised 3 kids and we all turned out relatively ok.  I think as they've gotten older they've gotten a little loopy or something.

No wonder we don't go on dates very much! (DH was less than thrilled about the whole thing by the way, especially when we came home to some dried super glue on our counter.)

GladToBeMrs.SRS

It's better than hot pink nail polish in/on oatmeal-colored shag carpet, right? 

 

Not that I'd know anything about such a combination...

nsees

GladToBeMrs.SRS:

It's better than hot pink nail polish in/on oatmeal-colored shag carpet, right? 

 

Not that I'd know anything about such a combination...

Um yea, I did that as a kid.  I got behind the couch and drew with it on the baseboard and the carpet. Haha!

But seriously, the first thing I thought was...how did they get into my nail polish, and what did they spill it on?

pixy_stix

:oD

I'm glad it all ended well.

blissfully_caffeinated

Buahaha. I've wondered the same thing. I remember my parents telling a story about how I was luckier than my brother because when he was a baby they used to put him on the passenger seat of the car and he kept flying off onto the floor when stopped. By the time I came around they knew they should just put me on the floor. That's a parenting fail.

njh514

I feel the same way. My mom pretty much did all of the child raising and now barely interacts with my son, and when she does she acts all scared like, "WTF am I supposed to do with this kid?" When I asked my mom if she'd be able to help out when this baby is born her answer was, "I just like them better when they can talk." That sucked big time because my son has a pretty serious speech delay and can't really talk. Nice, Mom. Thanks for the encouragement and support.

I wonder when the heck she decided she was scared of kids. Did I mention she also taught kindergarten? yeah....