ok, so a few weeks ago i purchased a few books to help me improve my mothering skills. um... haven't gotten very far with any of those yet, but it's a work in progress.
today i purchased a new book bloom: finding beauty in the unexpected by kelle hampton.
in order to distract my children so i could read, i took them to the local library to check out a few books. i told them that when we got home it was going to be quiet book time and that we were all going to take some time to read our new books.
seeing as neither of my girls can read yet, it was only a matter of seconds before they asked if they could watch t.v. i selfishly agreed.
two hours later and half way through my book, i realized that i was turning my children into tv zombies, albeit, PBS tv zombies, but zombies nonetheless. i snapped out of my book trance and decided it was time to grill the chicken sitting on the counter before the salmonella really took effect.
as my three year old called for me to come and snuggle with her on the couch (still in front of the tv), i walked out the door to be the master of the grill. "i'll be right there honey!" knowing full well that i had chicken to cook, a few more pages to read and a kitchen to tidy before i head out for a sushi night with some of my lady friends.
and that is my bad mommy confession for today.