STB#1 had peanut butter and jelly for lunch and dinner.

How long until PF comes home?

How is that bad? Protein, carbs and fruit. If you followed it up with ice cream to sneak in some dairy - you're golden!

I left CrazyLime on the coffee table while I went to get a glass of sangria from a box. *shudder*

YOU DID?! So THAT'S why Starbuck's kept calling.

That'll teach me to leave you in charge when I'm shooting up.

I purposely left a bag of bagels out so the kids would get up and eat those in the morning so I could sleep in.

1st and 2nd kid were in pajamas till around 2pm this afternoon.

I was a good mama today. Girlie Grey is going to a week of camp (she desperately needed the kid-kid interaction) and the au pair is here now, so she spent some time getting used to Baby Grey.

Oh I know, I had to give Baby Grey his meds this evening and I squirted one of them into his mouth while he was mid-scream and then he sucked his breath in along with all the medication and choked. To the point where I was yelling for my husband to come help. Why? He just stood there helplessly while I smacked BG on the back telling him to cough. Every time this happens, I'm paranoid that it's going to cause pneumonia.

Kiwi - I made GirlWho change out of jammies to go to dinner. She asked me why she had to change. My answer - "because I did." Yes, I was in my jammies until dinner, too.

Lady G- If you squirt the medicine into the side of his mouth, at the corner and into his cheek, he'll be less likely to spit it out. Or that's what worked with my boys.

My bad parenting moment involve Max, a 35 foot light house, and a panic attack at the top (mine). Not fun.

LG, which au pair did you hire? Inquiring minds want to know...unless you already told us and I am just late to the party.

I set the kids in front of the TV so I could call in to a conference call political meeting. They were still too loud so I ended up leaving them in the house and sitting outside so as not to be disturbed. Thankfully they are big and I was pretty sure they weren't killing each other in here.

Have I mentioned that I love Offsprung?

Ooh, I know. She hired the Columbian.

I don't really think that any of these qualify as "bad" parenting. Left alone I would only feed myself peanut butter and jelly because I am that lazy (and peanut butter is that good). I've had to drink sangria out of a box before and it was ok (that was the part that was supposed to be "bad" right? :) ), etc, etc.

CPF - lmao.

And Ylime, i've done that, but on the kitchen butcher's block. it's the right height, it's on wheels, it's near everyhing i need. i still sit her on it with one arm around her while i make tea or whatever. this is why i'm so obsessed wtih having the kitchen clean.

Ninjama, that's genius. I'm writing that down, i'm going to need that kind of tactic in the not-too-distant future.

Kiwi / mamawho - it's 2.30pm here, and Beenie and I are BOTH still in our pj's. we are going to change, but only cos we have to go to the post office.

my bad parenting is right now - i've got disney on the second monitor so i can be holding Beenie while reading offsprung, and she won't struggle to get down, cos she's hypnotooned.

I served dinner on the coffee table with Thomas the Tank Engine on the TV. Dinner consisted of a hot dog bun slathered with ketchup, stuffed with mini-bagels that were slathered with cream cheese.

For the record, this meal was totally the Dragon's concoction. I let him have it because he eats very little as it is, and who am I to judge taste? I had a glass of wine and half an orange. Alan was out and, I assume, ate healthier than the rest of his family.

My defense is that the ketchup was organic, no sugar added, and the bagel was whole wheat. And he drank soy milk with it.

Oh my lord, I can't believe I just shared that with you people.

Oh, I've got y'all beat in the "underdressed child" department. As we were walking up the stairs for bedtime, I realized that Ana spent the whole day in just her underwear. We had a lovely day planned, but it was spoiled by rain, so we stayed inside, where Ana refuses to wear clothing.

MNM - you deserve a medal for geniusnus

kathy - you totally made my damn day.
I was still feeling like crap b/c my husband ranted to his dad last night (on the phone in Portuguese which hearing what a bad mom you are in another language does sting a bit more) about me wrangling El Destructo into his booster sit for dinner, slapping on a DVRd Sesame Street so I could cook dinner and shovel said dinner into his mouth. Dinner by the way was cheese quesadilla - again.

ah shit GG, ain't nothing wrong with that. We do pretty much same thing here, except it's Monsters Inc, and dinner is mostly asian not mexican. Men just do not friggin understand (or appreciate) the effort, and how bloody hard it is to keep a kid still for five minutes while you cook. I put her down, next thing i know she's either eating cat biscuits, chewing a live power cord or reaching up to climb the motherfucking heater. If you're serving your kid food that's vaguely warm and contains more than two ingredients, you're a champ.

I had to take a Claritin and two Tylenol which made me sleepy as all hell, so I drank two cups of coffee. Then I breastfed. I kept picturing her tiny liver crying in protest...

I'm really not seeing anything wrong with the parenting in this thread at all.

after a night of cluster nursing, my girls got up at 6am. by lunch, when the oldest requested mc donalds and I still hadn't slept, I reasoned it was a good idea because (a) we were almost out of bread, and (b) maybe the nursling would sleeeeeeep in the car (please for the love of god).

I bought my youngest chicken nuggets, with honey to dip, her favourite. She typically eats a 6 pack with fries (she's three). We got home and she refused to eat it, instead consuming the two honey packets and making a lovely sticky mess at the table.

I blew up, yelled at her and sent her to her room with no lunch.

She ate them for her afternoon snack (by which time I was much calmer about the whole thing) :-P

All of you people with your pajamas. For Taylor, it's naked time all the time. I can NOT GET MY CHILD TO WEAR CLOTHES IN OUR HOUSE. Sigh. I stuff him in clothes, turn around to get the baby out of the dog food, and the clothes have magically disappeared and he's naked again. I swear he just poofs them off.

GG: I'm totally mystified about why that makes you a bad mom. It's not as if you did that so you could shoot up, like CPF.

Let's get a show of hands: Who here DOESN'T use the TV and/or high chair/bouncy chair/velcro wall to get a moment of peace -- *to get a chore done*?

Anyone? Anyone?

That's what I thought.