Today’s guest post comes from a very savvy and sassy Boston mom whose Facebook status udpates always have us rolling on the floor. We asked if she’d expand on her with in a full length post and this is what she sent. We hope you enjoy it as much as we did. Here’s to laughter always being the best medicine!

Okay, I know New Year’s resolutions are overplayed and no one sticks to them anyway, but I’ve decided to make one this year. Sure it’s already February, but my resolution wasn’t to start being on time so stay with me here. I’ve decided that 2011 is the year I am going to start being more grateful, so in that vein, I would like to send out some very important thank yous.

• To the teenager who works the front desk at Playtown Express: Thank you for reminding me that I used to know everything too. Your scornful glance while I’m trying to wrestle a convulsing 4-year old into shoes, a hat and gloves while watching a baby and a 6-year old instantly transports me back to that time of all-knowing omnipotence. I too used to think that misbehaving toddlers were easy to control and their parents clearly didn’t know how to handle them. I was certain that when I was a mom I would tell my kids to do something and they’d do it, all the while smiling up at me with perfect little grins in perfect, unwrinkled clothing. I’m over that now, and some day you will be too.
• To my son’s preschool teacher: Thank you for allowing me to explain my son’s answer when you asked him what kind of pizza he liked. I’m sure you saw “Cheese” coming but when he went on to say, “And I also really love wine”, I appreciated you looking at me with a laugh while I stammered an explanation. While he is 4-years old, he still messes some words up and what he was really trying to say is he loves “Hawaiian” pizza. I’m the one who loves wine and you’ve met my kids so you know why.
• To the waitress at Friendly’s: While we’re on the subject of misspoken words here, thank you for bringing my son an age-appropriate sundae even though he didn’t exactly order one. I know he said vanilla ice cream with Reese’s Penis Butter Cups on top, and I can assure you I have corrected him on this more times (and in more public places) than I care to remember. Next time we’ll try to order chocolate and not genitals but thank you for understanding.
• To the little girl in swim class: Thank you for being you. Thank you for all the times you scream and flop around like a fish on an airless surface, causing your flustered father to pick your slippery little body up and place you back in the pool. Thank you for acting up so much that your now sopping wet father feels the need to apologize to the rest of the parents. Sometimes it’s really nice to know my kids aren’t the only ones who do that and even nicer to not be the one apologizing.
• To my kids’ pediatrician: Thank you for teaching me that sometimes it’s okay to lie. I used to give you honest answers when you asked me how much TV my kids watch or how many ounces of milk they drink in a day but I’m over that now. I know what you want to hear and what you’ll say to me if I tell you the truth and that doesn’t serve either one of us very well. I think this is the best way to continue our relationship moving forward, honesty is seriously overrated anyway.
• And finally, to my body: I may not always like you and I may say some really mean things to you when you don’t look the way I wish you would, but I always appreciate you. You brought three beautiful boys into this world and you fed each of those boys until they could eat on their own. You’re amazing and I’ll take you just the way you are (but if you feel like dropping some of those post-baby pounds, I’ll take you that way too. I’m just saying.)

Renee is a married, full-time mother of three animated boys and two almost-as-animated dogs. Most days she can be found pounding coffee, playing cars, dressing up as the Super Mario Brothers and watching the world through her three boys’ eyes. Renee is a passionate cook who spends almost as much time finding new recipes as she does figuring out ways to convince her kids to eat them.

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