This morning my son got dressed on his own, at 4 we celebrate this.
I walked in down to the school, came back and then did the laundry. At 10.30, an hour and a half after he had been at school. I discovered his uniform.
Yep thats right, I sent my son into school without his uniform.
Massive parenting fail. I didn’t notice at any of the three times I saw his t-shirt.
So come on share with me some of your parenting fails.
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Its good to be crazy Sometimes 
I’m glad I’m not the only one who still helps my one get dressed and undressed. I still have issues with my little girls toileting and feel like an epic failure in that depo š¦
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Its not unusual for kids up to five still having trouble, my one is still in nappies at bed. I am seriously considering putting up one of those signs that you see on building sites X amount of days since last accident
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Too many to list. But one thing I never fail at is having their backs and being there for everything. That’s all that matters, I hope. š
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It does indeed. Although my son did call me a silly billy, hopefully that is going to be the worse thing he calls me
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Just being present and accepting is the best gift you give as a parent, in my opinion. The rest figures itself out.
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I go with as long as we are alive and fed at the end of the day I am doing good
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I hear ya! š
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How about every single time that I am grateful that she is quietly playing in her room when the reality is she is coloring all over her walls? Or playing with scissors. Hope that helps. She isn’t in school yet š
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I shall try and find the photo of my wall, when my son got out of bed in the early hours and I hadn’t put his paints high enough. 15 handprints on my wall later.
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My fail one day was I gave an onion for lunch instead of an apple āŗ
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LOL when did you notice?
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About an hour after I dropped her off. She still goes on about it now after a few months āŗ
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My two sisters always talk about the time my mum sent them to bed without any dinner. To get my mum that riled up it must of been bad, they insist they were not doing anything. Funny the things we remember
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That was one of our punishments when we were kids. I’d never get away with that with mine as they’re constantly hungry and they’d make my life hell āŗ
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I know that feeling. Great big massive dinner and fifteen minutes later “mummy, I am so hungry, I think I am dying of starvation.” I am never sure where they put it
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Every day I’m shopping for food. Before kids I’d do a once a month online shop and if I ran out in between I’d just call a curry. As long as I was stocked up with milk and teabags I didn’t care āŗ
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The good ol’ days š
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There is no guide book to perfect parenting. I picked my son up from the sitter once. Got him all buckled into the carseat in back. then remembered I didn’t give the sitter my schedule for the coming week. I told me son I would be right back and went up to the door to give her my schedule. In the mean time my son unbuckled his car seat, hopped into the driver seat, started the car and put it in gear and attempted to drive through the sitters garage! I am wearing a dress and heels but run back to the car, high hurdle it to get to the drivers side, reach in and put it in park! My three year old son had the biggest sweetest smile on his face and said “Driving Mommie Driving!” Thank fully because he was only three and couldn’t reach the gas there was mimimal damage to Kirstens garage and my car. Thank the Godhead I didn’t park on the street! Yup there is no perfect parenting guide. as long as they hare healthy and happy we’re good.
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LOL, that is one intelligent boy
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Not much gets by him, thats for sure.
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I am sorry this made me laugh so much š
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Good, I am glad it did I laugh about it now, after I got over the embarressment
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