Sunday, February 07, 2010

Don’t Mess With Me

I am the meanest Mommy in town. Don’t mess with me.

With this statement, I’m addressing my kids as well as anyone who deals with my kids. And by the way, this includes the kids to whom I gave birth, and the kids I love.

Trust me, I love a lot of kids in this town.

I’ve been a soccer coach—soccer MOM—a volleyball coach, a reading coach, a writing coach, a room mother, a mom helper, a carpool driver, and to many of these kids, an active mentor and a passive Facebook friend.

Know this: If you deal with my kids, I’ve got my eye on you. I’m eternally grateful to those of you—teachers, coaches, counselors, youth group directors, etc.—who have served as wonderful examples and guiders. Some of you understand that their time as children is brief and precious. I have no use for you if you have even the slightest negative influence upon them . . . unless, of course, they can learn something important/relevant about the world due to your negative impact.

And if you harm my kids or the kids I know and love, rest assured, I’ll be willing to miss a deadline or pull a muscle to expose you.


Ann Elle Altman said...

I'm with you, sister! I don't put up with people who don't treat my child or their children well. I think moms are like that. Don't mess with us!

Thanks for your post.


Bisi Adjapon said...

Love your passion. I understand how you feel!

Anonymous said...

Nothing brings out the 'mother bear' instinct faster than someone that imposes a negative experience, thought or action on a child because of a lack of control, forethought or discretion. This bearly restrainable reflex is definitely NOT something to mess with!

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