mrsmomdragon

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Yum…To the Me (Please don’t judge me:)

on September 24, 2012

So, maybe Ray and I are the only parents that are so cruel, we actually do this…so please don’t judge us. But every once in a while (after the kids go to bed, of course) one of us goes to the store and buys ice cream. Very rarely do we actually have any in the freezer, so it’s a late night “you buy, I’ll fly” type of conversation we have.  Sometimes it’s drumsticks, other times it’s Snickers ice cream bars…but nonetheless, it’s something to cure our longing for ice cream.

It’s so funny to me that we do this because everyday we drill it into our kids’ heads…”SHARE”! So why do we wait for the kids to go to sleep to indulge in our sweet treats?…Sneaking so quietly into the freezer so we don’t wake any of our crumb snatchers up. I think that it takes me longer to open up my drumstick than it does to actually eat it! Ever so gently grabbing the corners of the wrapper, making sure that I don’t make any sudden “crinkly wrapper” sounds.  The answer is simple…because Mommy doesn’t always want to share. I spend all of my day sharing my lunch, snacks, drinks, legs, and lap with my kids.  So lay off my Drumsticks!

The first couple bites of my ice cream of choice are so delicious…but once I am almost finished with my treat (usually a Drumstick) I start to feel a little guilty.  I almost feel like Danny Tanner, Uncle Jesse and Uncle Joey are going to walk in, and bust us divulging in our ice cream, and worst of all…not sharing!  Cue the dramatic music…and here comes the moral moment. 🙂 Honestly, by the time I am done with my ice cream, I’m over feeling guilty. Wow, that thought vanished just about as fast as my Drumstick! Until, the next morning the kids go throw something away and I hear, “Heeeeeey, no fair! When did you guys get ice cream?” Seriously, does anyone else’s kids do an inventory on what’s in the trashcan, or just mine?

Anyway, don’t get me wrong, I am not always so stingy with my ice cream…but when it comes to Drumsticks, I might hold those a little bit tighter, hide them behind the bag of frozen peas in the freezer, and sometimes hide them in the garage freezer. Really, I have shared my Drumsticks with my family…once. See, I even have proof.

 

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2 responses to “Yum…To the Me (Please don’t judge me:)

  1. dawn says:

    I will confess, I sometimes would hide m & m’s under the seat in my car! Only in the winter though!

  2. mamalain says:

    Such a MOM moment
    The only sad thing for me sometimes is hiding and then finding it was indeed FOUND

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