Mama

My Mom is here. She got here Saturday night. She will leave this Thursday. She wants to be here for my school's family and friends night. She is already getting irritated. She hates how we live. We do not pick up immediately. We have a somewhat junkie backyard. The kids do not put away their toys. They just play with them everyday. When it is time to come in they drop them and come inside. She hates that. We had a storm the other day that blew our outside swing over. Hubby has not fixed it. She hates that. The kids do not go to bed early enough to suit her. She hates that. I don't have all laundry done on a daily basis. She hates that. There are weeds in our yard. She hates that. My front porch is not finished. She hates that. And so on and so on. We have agreed that she really shouldn't stay for more than three days at a time. But she wanted to be here for Easter and the school thing. So, today would have been when she went home if she had stuck with the three day rule. I can hear the irritation in her voice. She is starting to say little snide comments that she should keep to herself...I hate that!