Co comment Parenting Challenge – Week III!

120x90 copy.pngIt’s week three of the co comment parenting challenge so hopefully you know the drill, read my post and get ready to comment because you can win cash prizes! At the end of the month we’ll be awarding prizes to our winners so hopefully this topic will hit home with you and will get you inspired to let your fingers do the typing.
Dressing Room Disaster…
It happened again. After inhaling french fries, pizza, wine, cookies, cakes, smoothies, ice cream and other calorie laden foods that normally go right to the back of my thighs, I am once again facing a weighty problem. Translation – I need to go on a diet.
The icing on the cake, so to speak, took place yesterday at an outlet mall. While vacationing with friends, the hubbies dutifully took the kids to a water park while my girlfriend and I decided to hit our favorite stores. But a funny thing happened on the way to J Crew and Banana Republic. Either they’ve started to cut their sizes a lot smaller than they used to, or my tush is now about the size of Delaware. Either way, when I excitedly grabbed an adorable selection of outfits to try on at Banana, I had a serious wake up call with my dressing room mirror when nothing, and I repeat NOTHING fit properly. The skirts were all snug around my hips, the shirts pinched my flabby arms and even my middle – which normally is flat, hung out of a dress that I thought would look so cute on me at a Bar Mitzvah we’re attending next week.
Recently, I read a blog post about how dressing room disasters usually cause women to go on diets immediately after they stare at their cellulite ridden thighs. Well, I have to agree, my rude awakening in the Banana Republic dressing room has left me with no choice. It’s time to either hit Jenny Craig, Weight Watchers, the Zone, Atkins or some other cockamamie diet so I can be thin by Christmas.
There honestly is no justice when it comes to me and weight loss. I’m always chubby in the summer and then I slim down in the winter. And so, here I am again, with a few more french fries and barbecues to inhale before the official end of my personal chow down.
If you have any suggestions on how I should attack my weight loss this time around or if you’re facing a weight loss crisis, or if you believe that Banana Republic and J Crew are intentionally making their sizes smaller to make me feel fat, then weigh in now!

Bad Behavior – Co Comment Challenge Week II

Thumbnail image for 120x90 copy.pngThe Co comment parenting challenge continues and today if you comment, you can still win cash prizes (we’ll be announcing winners by the end of the month) so get ready to read my latest post and comment if you can relate!

Bad Behavior…

Funny how when you’re not with your kids, you become completely attune to the way other parents interact with their own children. And then you start to wonder…do I do that too? While we spent a few days away from our daughter and son, we’ve managed to eat in restaurants with screaming kids, we had pancakes next to a quartet of the rudest girls I’ve ever seen, and we noticed one woman in a book store who seemed to have a permanent frown on her face as she hissed at her daughter for being nasty to her.
Of course, since we were sans kids, we were able to pass judgement easily – why don’t those people tell their kids to stop throwing goldfish at the seagulls so that the beach isn’t overrun with dirty birds? Why won’t that woman take her wailing child out of this restaurant so that we all don’t have to hear her complain about not getting to play with the ketchup? Why would four of the rudest girls I’ve ever seen give a waitress such a hard time about ordering in a timely fashion and then leave in a huff because she politely asked them to clear out if all they were doing was taking up table space? And why would a mom tell her tween daughter to “Keep her attitude in check” when the pair were in a bookstore and the child couldn’t decide what beach read to buy?
Honestly, nowadays it feels like parents (yes myself included) are in desperate need of discipline lessons or an intervention from the Supernanny. As I mentally took note of kids misbehaving at every age level, what got me really concerned was that if a child acts out of turn their entire life, they can grow up to be a nasty adult who wears oversized glasses, carries a $500 purse and a look that says, “Don’t stare at me or I’ll say something very nasty to you.”
The one thing I did take away from our respite away from our kids was that no matter what, I do not want them to grow up rude. And that means, we need to be on hand to discipline them when they’re out of line – but not be completely nasty so that they mimic our rude behavior – and commend and maybe even reward them when they’ve played by the rules. I’m no parenting expert but all I can say is I’ve seen way too many kids this weekend, who were downright mean and disrespectful. When we drove back to my parents house to pick up my well-behaved children (joke), my time away made me realize that it’s never too late to make our kids aware that it’s time to keep that bad behavior under wraps, otherwise, one day down the road, they may get kicked out of a pancake house for having a bad attitude.
Have you had a run-in with rude kids and even ruder parents? Or do you have advice on how to deal with nasty children. Comment now and share your story