The Male Mom

Sometimes you know when it’s happening. That salesman who found all the right buttons and you went home paying way more than you expected. The spouse who knows you so well, that he/she says ‘jump’, and you say ‘to the moon!’

It’s just not fair, you can’t say no, but you know it’s happening. Well, my evil little sprite has his dad wrapped around his finger. I’m being manipulated by an eight month old. All he does is smile and I’m all like, oh, you cute little thing, sure you can stick the fork in the power socket.  Of course you can tip over the garbage, I’ll clean it up just for you.

Well, not any more, today I’m going to be tough. I’m going to use my favorite word. “NO.” No more waking up in the middle of the night. No more brownies for you Mister. Don’t you dare smile at me. Cute little smile. Stinkin cute smile.