I'm open to improving myself when it comes to raising my girls
I’d rather become the Kardashian’s third dog than go out on New Year’s Eve or make resolutions.
New Year’s Eve is like the prom — expectations are high, much money is spent, and someone always cries at the end. Resolutions are similarly amateurish.
However, with both of my daughters under the age of 4, let’s face it, I’m kind of an amateur mom. Which means there’s room for improvement. And in 2012, I promise to try. Like, really.
Here are the 10 ways I vow to do better next year as it relates to my girls, even though I know that no matter what, one (or all) of us will still end up crying anyway:
I Vow to Stop Hiding the Kids Books I Hate Reading
Reading is totally fundamental. But some books are less fundamental than others. In other words, some children’s books just plain suck. And it’s the sucky ones that my 3-year-old seems to pick when it’s my turn to put her to bed. Her happiness is critical, but not much more so than my sanity. If I have to read Ladybug Girl and the Bug Squad one more time, someone or something will feel the wrath of my flyswatter. Oh wait, this is about turning a new leaf. Let me start again:
I vow to stop hiding the books I hate reading as soon as we donate Ladybug Girl and the Bug Squad to the library.