Everyone knows I have a really bad memory. My highly faulty memory springs from a learning disability from childhood. I see it for what it is and do my best with it. My family sees something all together different. They see a loop hole.
CJ is the most skilled in my family on exploiting my faulty brain. He pulls the whole you said this, or you allowed me to do that all the time. Recently he wanted to spend his day off with a friend who stayed home from school that day. I said no because I don't believe in allowing a child to skip school whenever they feel like it. Its just wrong and it tells the child that school is not a big deal. Plus it sounded suspicious to me. CJ just happened to get a call from work saying don't come in and this other kid just happened to have a Tuesday at school when the teachers are only showing movies. Any teacher that knows how to work smarter not harder will save that movie till Friday. Once you blow a day in the first of the week you have shot the whole week. Who would do that and torture themselves with unfocused kids for the next three days? Since I said 'No!' CJ decided to pull this one. "You let me do that once." Really?
I am the mom that pushes for perfect attendance for all its worth. (of course with in reason) I also remember throwing a fit when CJ was in middle and high school they did not get attendance awards and I knew he had achieved that. CJ never gets sick and would rather go to school then stay home and do chores for his mom all day. He knew a good thing when he saw one. Hence-o-facto he never stayed home on movie day.
Andrea is playing the other side of that coin. If mom has bad memory maybe I do too. (she also does the loop hole but hasn't fully perfected its' use yet) Andrea is trying to slack with her school assignments. Of course Andrea is a perfectionist in school and she will scramble to do something last minute and with panic set to HIGH. She says she forgot. I know she didn't forget. She lives for school; not because she loves school , but because she loves to crush her competition so hard that it leaves no doubt she is the superior student. Nice try kid, now do your work before I knock you stupid.
Laney has her own strategy. Mom has bad memory but I have a perfect memory. She remembers EVERYTHING. She misses nothing and when it comes back it just embarrasses the mess out of me. "Remember mom you said her mom dressed like a stripper?" Thanks for reminding me honey. I have to remember to keep my mouth shut around that kid. How do you back peddle on that one? "Oh she means I will help you put that pole up in your house when you get it."
Chris plays the memory game too but he is much more subtle. For example he called last night asking if I made dinner. Of course I didn't. It was Wednesday and there is not time for dinner. I just throw cheese sticks and carpet lint at the kids and we are out the door. So he asked if I want him to bring home something and that he might get the girls some dinner while he was at it. I was good with it and the girls had already eaten their carpet lint. He brought home sushi and then this morning he got me. I told him just before he hit the door that dinner tonight would be leftovers. We have tons of chicken bog left over from Tuesday when only me and the girls had dinner; plus all the fixins. He reminded me that I told him we were out of bog last night and that is why he picked up dinner. No I didn't say that. He made the assumption and then tried to cover by playing on my bad memory.
I don't think the family realizes that playing on my bad memory just opens them for more mommy mayhem. Oh you needed me to pick you up from work; opps I forgot and went to a capoeira class instead. Oh you need dinner tonight; I forgot to cook. Oh you needed poster board for your project; I forgot to pick some up. Oh you wanted to go out on a date tonight; I forgot we are painting today instead. Oh you needed clean slacks today; I forgot and spent an amazingly large sum of money on new clothes.
Since these chumps decided to play with my brain this week and we still have two days left in the week. I'm just going to go with it. I am going to forget everything and just do whatever the winds carries me to do.
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