Thursday, September 10, 2009

I want a badge...

Today got off to a slow start.

The lightening flashed so bright against the dark gray of my room - and the thunder sounded so close it shook my bed.

It was that loud.

I rather wonder if lightening struck nearby, but saw no evident signs of it.

Then the day started with a "Mom...she's doing this to me!!!"

"Mom!! He won't leave me alone!!!"


In the midst of that, there's the "Can I have....(insert anything here)...?" that I've heard a bazillion times already and it's not even lunch time.

I've picked up trash off the floor that has missed the trash, and ignored..

I feel like a police mom.

I want a badge.

I want a ticket book.

I think littering could result in a fine.

Assault and battery of a sibling could result in solitary confinement.

Yelling "MoooooM!!!" when there's no blood, could be considered noise pollution.


I may be on to something here...

I want a badge.


A&EMom said...

Seriously good idea. Seriously. I don't necessarily need a badge (I'm pretty sure I'd forget and wear it out.) But, I really think ticket books for child infractions would sell like hotcakes! Already having the punishment RIGHT THERE ON THE PAPER??? Who could argue with that? And! I don't have to use my tired brain! Sign me up :)

jugglingpaynes said...

Mom cop: OK, kid, you were doing whiny in a no-cry zone. I'm going to need to see some identification, because no child of mine is going to act that way!

Peace and Laughter,

Christa said...

Me too! Sign me up! Send me a book of tickets - or at least an idea list of common offenses and appropriate discipline. Because, like Mindy, my brain is tired.

Halfmoon Girl said...

You made me laugh. Maybe we should work at the same precinct (how DO you spell that??).

TobyBo said...

you are onto something here. I believe there is a fortune to be made in mom badges, ticket pads, handcuffs, and all the accoutrements.

Anonymous said...

Some day I want a badge.
Some days I would rather have a taser.
Most days I would just settle for a few pair of handcuffs to cuff them to a chair! (I promise I would let them loose eventually. Honest...I would.)

The Gang's Momma! said...

Then you must deputize me. Right away. I'm about to throw all mine in the clink and toss the key :)