Secrets Stashed

Yesterday was deep-clean the house day. I found piles of wrappers from snacks sneaked by little snitchers. The funny thing is that after the snitchers sneaked the snacks they hid the "incriminating evidence" under couch cushions, behind couch pillows, behind couches, under coffee tables, under sinks... anywhere but the garbage - which is the ONE place where I wouldn't EVER be likely to discover them. If I WERE inspired to dig in the garbage, for some strange reason, finding a fruit snack wrapper in the trash wouldn't send up the red flag that finding one - say... wadded up in the plant pot would. See?

As a mother I have to say that most of the time stolen snacks = stolen moments of quiet for mothers, and are, in that case, TOTALLY worth it! I remember my friend Amy C. telling me how she had a candy stash in her room (because that is the GOOD part of motherhood - right? You know, the part that made you become a mom in the first place. Okay, I am going to go off on a rant now... remember being a kid and finding your mom eating something totally delicious that you totally wanted to eat and when you said "Can I have one?" she would look at you slyly and say "You can have as many as you want when you are a mom!" ? Well, I used to think that my mom, and most of yours, were doing that so that they could have a treat without having to share - but I was WRONG!!! They were actually doing it so that you would be tricked into thinking that being a mom was about getting all of the snacks you wanted and staying up as late as you wanted (which ironically has changed to about 8:15 now that I am a mom!) etc... it was a TRICK! As a mom they realized that the only way to make being a mom REALLY worth all of the hardship, was to make YOU a mom and have GRANDKIDS that they could spoil - and then send you home with them to punish you for how you were when you were a kid!) I realize that now that I have written this it will be a lot harder to fool my own children - but only if they read this!!! - So back to my friend Amy who had her candy stash. She walked into her room one day and there were her two children - probably about 3 & 4 years old at the time - eating her candy with their backs to the door. When Amy saw this she quickly realized how nice it was to enjoy these few quiet moments, tiptoed out, and shut the door. Eat up me hardies - Yo HO! Candy or quiet - candy or quiet - candy or quiet - I will take the quiet, thank you.

The point? I almost don't care about the stolen snacks because of the quiet consequence to it, but PLEASE put your wrapper in the garbage!