My career as a hairdresser has changed from a pre-child 40+ hour a week crazy fest to a one day a week "vacation" from my really hard job as a stay at home mom.  Every once in a while, I get to do a special style for a client heading out for a big night, and for this, they end up at my home.  This particular client was in her mid 30's not married, and no children but would someday like it all.  Her hair took me about 30 min. and in that amount of time, she came to the conclusion that being at my home made her "hit the snooze button on her biological clock".  I think I know why...



     My 21/2 year old is proudly pottie trained, and I'm not ashamed to admit that nudity and bribery were my main tactics in accomplishing this.  I often wonder how every pottie moment has created a line at the pantry with everyone expecting a marshmallow and every poopie followed by the excitement of suckers for the whole house.  Really?  HE is the one doing all the work and somehow HIS reward has become an expectation for everyone???  I'm hoping that this will end by the time my kids are 15 and 18 because there is just something kind of weird about the thought of them both running in announcing what he just did in the bathroom at that age???  I don't know, just a thought.





     And what it is up with all the flippin whining???  Really, this one could be the one to totally send me over the edge!!!  All I want is one second in my day when I'm not hearing a voice so high it breaks glasses!  And the endless  begging for something they just cant have; really, this is a sanity killer!  Seriously, how many times will I have to say "I am not going to do anything when you are whining...use your big boy / girl voice"...you'd think they would get it after the 1000th time!  Sometimes I'd like to crawl into a corner, ( or better yet an sound proof closet) cover my ears and rock back and forth in the fetal position.  Will it ever end?



     Why, Why Why Why Why Why...your already sick of it hu?  I know that I am not the first mom to hear a 100 why's, even before breakfast...and I also I'm not the first one to have to admit to saying those stupid words we swore we would never say (before we had kids) "Because I said so!".  Yep I've started saying em!  I think I gasped when I heard them come out of my mouth the first time, but at some point, there simply are no more answers!  "Mom, why is that worm on the cement; because the rain pushed him there...why didn't he go back to the dirt; because it was a long ways away...why is he not moving; because he is dead...why is he dead; because the water is gone...why is the water gone; because it dried up...why did the water dry up; because it sunny...why is it sunny; because God thought we needed sun...why did God think we needed sun; BECAUSE I SAID SO!" why, why, why!  This was a real conversation my friends, and after 30 of these conversations...ya, you get why I have resorted to because I said so!!!





Speaking of whining...We have to beg you all one more time...we are up for a chance to win $25,000 with The Green Awards that would allow us to do amazing things with our Earth Monkey line!!!  But we need all of your votes!!!  You can vote daily (you only have to log in once) and if we could get you all to do us this favor, we will never ask for anything again!  (um ya right!)  Thanks for your support!!!!

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How about this...We will give a bib to one person that is, or becomes a google follower, votes for us at the Green Awards, then comments below and tell us you did it and give us a "snooze button" story.  I think you can all do that, we know your smart!!