The Crazy is Just Around the Corner

I like to have my kids think that I’m just a little unstable.  Just to keep them in line. Like if they mess up mom might loose it.  Not anything too crazy.  Just like if I find another pair of dirty socks in the living room I might start sobbing hysterically and yelling about how nobody appreciates anything I do and how that  freak Caillou, no matter how annoying he is, probably puts his f-ing socks in the dirty clothes hamper because he actually loves his mother all the while throwing laundry out the window. You know…normal mom stuff.

It appears I have been successful in my quest.

As we were driving to Panera the other day Hudson began channeling his inner Jim Carey and started making the most annoying sound in the world.  After about two straight minutes of “Wee-ooo  wee-ooo wee-ooo…” I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Hudson, that’s enough now.”

My pint-sized muscle also know as my daughter chimed in.  “That’s enough, Hudson.”

“Don’t tell me what to do, Kenzie!”
“That’s enough, Hudson!  Hudson, that’s enough!”
“STOP KENZIE!”
“THAT’S ENOUGH, HUDSON!”
“Guys!” I yelled as we turned into the parking lot, “both of you knock it off!”
“Yeah, Kenzie” said Hudson “Stop or she might go crazy in the parking lot and break a car.”

And then there was silence.  Apparently they mulled it over and the thought of me losing my mind and ramming a car was in the realm of possibility.  Like I said, having your kids think you’re a little unstable is a good thing.