PMS = A Bad Day For Mommy

Men suck! They just suck. I guess it is built into them when they are forming in the womb. It can't just be genetic, because lots of them come from wonderful families, so it has to be the entire species, which makes me wonder if I will be able to save the younger females from my own 2 little monsters when they become men? Is there hope for them? I try to teach them right from wrong, good manners, *and no Brett, burping and farting are NOT good manners, even if you DO say excuse me*. I was informed last nite by Brett that he doesn't kiss me because "I don't want to get girl germs" to which I promptly replied that mommies don't have girl germs. Sigh. I can't kiss him at school because "it isn't cool to kiss your mommy at school, momma". *Insert deeper sigh here* Blake has decided that he needs to wear my high heels around the house and put on my mascara while vaccuuming the floors with his toy vaccuum. Thanks to big bubby's help, he has also taken to telling me "no momma" when I ask him to do something. So this is what my Saturday was like, make up wearing, high heel trotting, backtalking children who wanted to play football and inform me I throw like a girl, not eat their veggies, nor take their baths, and most certainly NOT go to bed at a decent hour. So who can guess what I spent the eintre night doing, especially when I found out that Jason thought it was more important and more fun to go to a biker party in another state? Anyone want to guess? RAK to the one who gets it right...