I was going to title this post “Winning” but Charlie Sheen is over. And a loser. Seriously, unless there is another Major League movie in the works, he’s dead to me.
So instead, I just want you all to know that as a parent, today I did not fail.
Unless you count having my children ignore my requests for quiet.
And giving them sugary cocoa puffs for breakfast.
And making an equally unhealthy lunch.
And just ignoring it when Reese called me an idiot.
And having to instruct Jackson that the shoes have to go on after the sweatpants.
And allowing him to spend the whole day with his pants on backwards.
And his underwear.
And letting the twinkies either play video games or watch TV pretty much all day.
And leaving the stupid dog in the yard because she was irritating me in the house.
And drinking a beer really, really early.
But otherwise, I was a perfect parent.