Classic Parenting Moments
To kick off the official re-editorizing of Super Nanny Rules I’ve invited a few of my friends to share in the very first Classic Parent Moments.
My intention is to make this a fun little project from time-to-time where parents can share those little experiences that have made them jump back and say, “Now that’s a beautiful parenting moment.” It’s not all going to be gooey and sappy – in fact; many of the experiences will be quite the contrary with a strong interjection of humor and humility.
Mmm’K ~ I’ll go first!
When the twins were just little guys, I of course had that whole passive/dominant twin thing going and the dominant one seemed to think that since his dad and I were divorced, that somehow made him the “man of the house” and gave him full reign to speak to me in any tone he liked.
I’ll be the first to admit, the boy did get his stubborn streak from me. There’s no doubt where that came from, no siree.
While going about my mommy duties of fixing our meal, my dominant son sat at the bar and just picked, picked, picked at every little thing. You’d have thought he was an old mother hen. Finally, I’d had enough, I totally SNAPPED! I slammed my hands on the counter, leaned in about 2 inches from his little face and screamed – “your, Your, YOUR JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER!”
Of course his initial response was to open his mouth to blurb something back when he suddenly caught himself, pulled back with the most puzzled little look I’d EVER seen and replied in a near whisper, “you are my mom.”
We still laugh to this day, but he’s darn tootin’ sure where he got his stubbornness and doesn’t try to out stubborn mom anymore!
Now, I’m certainly not the only parent that gets frustrated and wants to scream – and I’m certainly not the last parent who’s ever felt like throwing up their hands and say, they’ll at least potty train themselves before they get married, I give up! And that’s where my Mommy friend Eliza Jane has found herself. God love this brave woman who is currently carrying baby number 4 – I’m truly surprised the only thing missing is a root beer.
Then we have Delphine – Although her oldest is only 5-years-old, it seems like she’s been able to benefit from Super Nanny in a way that many of us with older kids aren’t able to. She’s learned to get down to their level as to not intimidate them. I remember being down at my kids level, but that was usually to clean up shaving cream or acrylic paints that two little Monet’s decided were better served on the dining room floor. I have the greatest respect for parents who are actually taking the time to get to know their children, create a schedule, provide them with routines that instill security and don’t give in to every little thing the child wants.
I’ve been called a “mean old mom” on more than one occasion for this very reason.
Char over on Casual Keystrokes has given us a bit of ensight on Super Nanny from the perspective of her 4-year-old. It seems Char is using this whole Super Nanny thing to her advantage and now has someone to share the blame with for those 20 minute sreaming times outs in the “Thinking Pond.” Now that’s classic! Sharing the blame. I wish I had thought of that! I might have had less of those “mean old mom” moments.
Have a classic parenting moment you’d like to share? Here’s what you do, you can either submit it to me for posting or you can post it on your own blog just like Eliza Jane and Dephine have done and just supply me with the link! I’d love to have you join in on these Classic Parent Moment parties.


































I love it! Oh, trust me I’ve had some hard mommy moments. Imagine walking into your son’s room (age 2-3) and finding it completely redecorated….with all your makeup. That includes eye shadow, lipstick, nail polish, the works. Yep, that’s why I only have one lipstick to this day and it’s kept in my purse. I learned my lesson and it never did come out.
I get called the meanest mom ever all the time. I tell them it’s my job and I’m going to do it right! I also tell them that I don’t have to be their friend until they are grown ups and then we can be best friends.