I want you all to know that I love my children. I need to say that straight off because although I love my children I have a secret shame. I HATE playing with them. I love to talk to them, I love to read with them, go on outings with them, but when Dallin comes and asks "Mom will you play with me?" every fiber of my being screams "NO!!!"
I hate everything about playing with toys. Pretending to be a barbie or a car with a silly voice and have a ridiculous conversation with another toy, tries my patience. It seems like play time lasts forever and I apparently do it wrong. Dallin is always correcting me "No mommy, put Lightning here!" "No, Say it in the funny voice." "Mommy, I need all the cars."
I almost always try to get out of it. " Honey, I need to work on the computer right now." " I just need to finish the dishes. " "Do you want to watch a movie?" And if I do finally say yes I do everything I can to end it fast. I will often initiate a wrestling match or a tickle fight to end a session with the toys. I really hope they haven't realized my true feelings.
I expect the Parent of the Year people to be calling any day now. Maybe they lost my phone number.
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I wholeheartedly understand. That's what my brother is for. He comes over and the kids attack him with board games I didn't even know we had. Bless that soul!
I thought that was just me with the kids I was babysitting and that it was supposed to go away with my own kids....dang, I'm going to have to go buy some more kid movies.
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