"mommy does the radio keep going in your head sometimes? girl, mommy has a nonstop IPOD, IN my head!"
Seems like there is a perfect song for just about every ridiculous mommy moment. Deep in the throws of our "i can do it myself" household: cereal pours out of the box missing the bowl and on to the floor, boy looks up, our eyes lock: cue "Alfred Hitchcock" theme song...
Playdate friends arriving in 5mins: suit up the big kids and toss 'em in the backyard, throw baby in the playpen, grab the vacuum for a hard core clean up sesh: cue Snoop Doggy Dog "murder was the case"... (note *Gangster Rap increases quality of housework - exponentially)
Daddy stuck in traffic at 5:55pm, dinner on the stove, eldest can't pee alone, baby can't wait so is nursing while I stand watch: cue Janet Jackson "escapade" ... (deep breath - c'mon baby let's get away)
However cliché those scenarios seem, they will undoubtedly happen AGAIN. So, since real adult interaction is scarce these days, I turn to my buddies: Prince, MJ, Tribe... and so on.
C'est tout mes amies, from me to you - when you're folding that 8th load of laundry or pureeing a 3rd round of sweet potato simply turn it on and pump it. LOUD.
PEACE! (yo)
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