But update on Prom, it was actually a pretty fantastic night, and I did end up bringing my stuffed fox carson with me. We had a blast. We danced, we twirled, and we snuggled on the car ride home. I introduced him to everyone with the phrase:
Hi, meet my date. His name is carson (sticks out paw for people to shake). He's a little foxy, but I think I can keep him under control for one night.
Someday when I have kids and I put them through hell, I can just point to my blog and say, "Read this", and maybe, just maybe they might learn something from it. Then I'll be able to go, "Hah, your mother isn't such an outdated dinosaur afterall!"
Parenting can't be easy. I know it can't or else more people would be having more than their 1.5 kids per household. Think about it.
Parents have to birth a kid, and then influence and inspire that child into becoming something great rather than scarring them into becoming a psychopath/serial killer. When I have kids, I will not be able to give them that lap of luxury. My kids will probably need some serious therapy sessions, but hopefully I won't scar them too bad.
Favorite Quote:
When life gives you lemonade, make lemons. Life will be all like, "Whaaaaaat"
- Phil Dunphy
