I know I can’t be the only one to sometimes feel like I’m the rope in a game of tug of war; the cheese in the middle of a sandwich or…I don’t know…someone stuck in the middle of EVERY conflict that happens in our home ALL THE TIME.
Fights between the kids end in “MOMMY!”
Arguments between Daddy and the girls become “Did you see what your daughter did?” and “MOMMY!”
Conflicts between grandparents and the kids…”Your child doesn’t listen!” and “MOMMY!”
Many times before anyone would think to ask how you’re doing.
I’m thinking the person that invented the concept of cloning felt sorry for their mother.