Is that a broom stick up your ass or.... oh... I guess it is.

I've always felt that I'm a pretty good mother. I'm not perfect of course... who is? All in all though, I feel like I've done everything I possibly can as a single parent. I do my best to hear my children when they are talking with me. I feel that I have a good, open relationship with them and that they trust me... for the most part. We share music, books, stories of life and the questions life poses. I've always been confident in my abilities as a parent, until I met the quintessential....

SOCCER MOM. Or... in my case... BASEBALL MOM.

Christ... are these people real? Honestly. It's not always just the mothers either, the fathers can be just as ridiculous in their own ways. If you want to see the core of human nature... go watch a little league baseball game. (insert any childhood sport here) The dads all stand by the fence as if they are going to be called on to pitch or something. They're more into the game than the kids are. They stand there in these folded-arm poses, just waiting for someone to do something stupid, it seems. Of course, it inevitably does... then they finally get the chance to vocalize their complete dissatisfaction with their own lives.

The wives of these men scurry around the dugout like buzzing bees around a hive. Everything is SO important! One's counting pitches... another keeping score, they compare their findings every 30 seconds. The team mother for my daughter's team goes around asking if you can bring snacks the following game. If you tell her yes, she then tells you she's got plenty, if you just want to give her 7 dollars. WHY doesn't she just ask you for 7 bucks first, instead of telling you what to bring, and then telling you she's already got it?

I'm baffled by these passive-aggressive beings... as well as intimidated, somewhat. After all, I seem to be the odd man out... no one else seems to be baffled. Have I been going about everything the wrong way all along? Is it just luck that's kept me above water until now? Perhaps. But, honestly... I think they all just need to get laid. I'm single and haven't been tied down to just one person in a loooong time. I really do think that's what it all boils down too. The stress, the tension in the air... pretty textbook, if you ask me.

So... the point of this particular blog is... DO NOT let your children be a replacement for the things that you are missing in your own life. If you are unhappy, do something about it. It'll only make you a better parent. :)