One of my favorite comedy acts I have ever seen , to this day, is Bill Cosby, Himself.
If you haven’t seen it, and you’ve been a kid or have kids, you need to watch it 😉
It is seriously the most honest and hysterical look at real parenthood.
I can remember watching it for the first time way back when, you know, before kids, and laughing and thinking, yep, we’ve (meaning my siblings and I) done that. And, I remember as we were watching it with my parents that they would glance at each other and nod, as if to say,” Yep, our kids do that.”
And now, I watch it with Russ and the kids and think,” Oh my God, we’ve come full circle. My kids do that!”
Recently, it came to full light and I was arguing with the boys to go upstairs and get ready for bed. I had been yelling at both Henry and Teddy to take a shower and Russ chimed in, saying, ” Go upstairs. Get undressed. Get in the shower. Turn on the water. USE soap.”
And he and I looked at each other and couldn’t help but laugh.
(sorry about the lame version, but it was the only one I found with the exact except I wanted to share 🙂
Bill Cosby was right.
The same thing happens EVERY night.
Of course, back in the day, beatings would happen.
But, this is 2011 and police get called if you “beat” your kids, so instead, the kids don’t get a “good beating” but instead make me pop a vein from yelling at the ceiling and having my frustration level literally go through the roof.
I just don’t get it.
I don’t get why the kids force us to go through this every.single.night but dear God, they do.
It’s good to find humor in the moment (or, as we do, many moments later when the kids finally get quiet and go to bed…), especially when Russ points out to me that I just spent the last few moments…talking… to no one.
I’m not sure which is crazier, me talking to myself or the kids becoming nutcases every single night when it’s time to go to bed. However, when I take a step back and look at it from the outside in, and realize just how short the time we have left to go through this craziness is before they all grow up and move out, it’s worth the trouble.
And the memories and the laughs we’ll have later about it will be priceless.
(I hope 😉