The Cuteness Factor

I had my kids close together. I gave birth to a gaggle of children in 6 years. And it's a good thing I kept having them while the oldest was still cute. 'Cause if I'd waited till my oldest was say, 8, before I had another one, it never would have happened. You know why? 'Cause kids' cuteness tends to level out at a certain point.

Their faces may be cute but their personalities aren't always so cute anymore. There's a point when you look at your kids and realize they're just annoying. And...I may be the only parent to admit this, but I know I'm not the only one to think it...there are times I wonder what happened to them. Like, did their brain leak out their ears in their sleep, did they hit their head & forget to tell me, or maybe they're missing whole sections of brain matter. It would explain some things.

They have mood swings that make you wish for 3 year old temper tantrums. Anything "cute" about a teenager is eliminated until the thinking, sane person emerges again.

There's a reason God made little kids cute. It's so they survive 'cause man, toddlers are not easy people. There's a reason God made teenagers the way they are. To make parents apologize to their own parents for every single thing they ever did, including causing pain at birth.

When my kids were little, I wish someone would have warned me that the days of naps were numbered. I miss nap times. These kids get more energy & I just get older. Old people are tired. It's a cruel joke that old people have teenagers. Proof again that God has a sense of humor. When the kids were little I used their nap times to get things done and it was "my" time. Now I wish they all would go to bed so I can take a nap. Screw getting anything done.

I also miss the days of being able to eat half my kids' food. They'd get done with their Happy Meal and hand it to me because they were so full. Now if I try to eat their food, I get my fingers bitten off. Not because they are aggressively protecting their food, but because they're eating so fast that they don't realize my fingers are there. The way my teenagers eat is like watching a National Geographic special. They're the lions and the salad is the unsuspecting antelope. They have to kill it fast so it doesn't get away and warn the other salads. The amounts of food these children consume is amazing. I keep checking their bodies but I haven't found any holes for food to fall out of, so I know they actually are digesting all of it.