But at least we have the car and now I don't have to be in two places at once, and I can send Child 1 on errands, which was the evil plan all along. Bwaahaaahaaaa! (That was an evil laugh.) Little does she know that this car comes with strings like buying groceries, taking her sisters to Girl Scouts, and dropping the dog off at the vet. But she can handle it because it also means she can go hang out with friends on the weekend and I don't have to drive her! So a good thing all in all.
Tonight, Artemis "kidnapped" Child 2 and Child 3 and fed them dinner and entertained them. They had a blast, and it allowed me to concentrate on the car purchase without worrying about cooking dinner when I got home. And she even said she wanted to do it again in a few weeks! Artemis is a saint, that's what she is and the children love her, so it's a win-win for me.
This Canadian father is having a worse day than me. See, he wrote a blog about how his older son is his favorite, and he wasn't joking! I can't imagine hurting your child that way. Even if you are a bad parent and have a favorite, at least pretend to be a good father and keep it to yourself!
Now, I want to go on the record and say that I love each of my children differently because they are each unique, but I love them all equally desperately more than life itself and I cannot imagine life without each one and every time they leave the house, I hold my breath a little bit because I am always a little terrified that something will take them away from me. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to handle the leaving the nest part at all well. Now, my lovely children--quit arguing about who is the favorite and go to bed. You are all my favorite children in the whole world and I am very lucky to be your mother. Will one of you please come hug me?