Fuck that shit. I feel inadequate enough on my own, thanks to Pinterest and the voices in my head. I want some kind of life hack that is going to not only make people feel better but is actually going to be useful to me in my day to day life.
Thus, the idea for parenting hacks was born.
Here are my top five:
1.) Tired of fights on rainy days between the children? Invest in some bubble wrap.
Seriously. That shit is so entertaining, not only for them but for you. There is a certain satisfaction in popping those tiny bubbles and pretending that they are the heads of people you want to punch in the throat but can't cause you will totes get fired. Plus the children can get creative with it. Like Charlie did the other day:
Always said that Charlie was either going to be President or a serial killer...but super successful either way. Looks like we are leaning towards serial killer.
2.) Tired of struggling to get your toddler dressed? Do you feel as though you have wrestled a greased pig after getting them dressed? Do you sweat and ache after like you have just completed P90X?
Fuck clothes. Seriously. Most toddlers would rather be naked anyways. Pants optional? Why the hell not?
3.) Pizza cutters can be your new best friend! From trimming fondant from the bottom of cakes, to quickly cutting quesadillas, to easily removing those pesky crusts that some asshole kid told your kid were the devil...they can do everything it seems. Including, oh...actually cutting pizza! Because let's be honest...that pie you grabbed on the way home from work is not actually cut all the way through. And nothing is more irritating than the pointy part of your slice ripping off because some pimple faced teenage boy was too busy staring at his coworker's butt to pay attention to actually cutting all the way through. And if one kid's pizza slice is pointy and the other's isn't...dear sweet mother of God, the wailing and gnashing of teeth that will ensue...
4.) Two words: Santa Claus. Seriously. Even if you aren't Christian and/or don't celebrate Christmas, you need to exploit the fuck out of this dude. When singers of yore were merrily trilling about "the most wonderful time of the year" they certainly weren't referring to the birth of their lord and savior Jesus Christ. No, they were referring to the fact that the creepiest of traditions was about to start. No better way to get your children to behave than to instill in them a healthy fear of stalkers. And seriously...since Christmas shit starts coming out in stores in like August now, you may as well milk the shit out of the Santa situation and use it to threaten them into submission. If I am going to be forced to smell cinnamon pine cones and look at glittery ornaments and blinking lights at the same time as I am forced to see the dregs of humanity that inhabit the local Walmart on 90* days in the dog days of summer while simultaneously trying to buy the stuff needed for the school supplies list (really? A two pocket orange folder with prongs? THEY DON'T FUCKING EXIST!!!) I am sure as shit going to shamelessly use the idea that some old guy in a red suit is judge and jury of a kid's behavior.
5.) You know how when you get sick, those pesky children still expect things like meals, immunizations, and a free and appropriate public education? And you know how you are just about dying and your mom isn't around to tuck you in and pour medicine down your throat? And you know, just know, that one goddamned day of rest will make you feel so much better?
TV.
Yes, it rots your kid's brain. Yes, it is totally bad parenting to expect the television to babysit. Yes, the shows are annoying as hell but have the equivalent effect of a powerful drug. You need to get better to be able to parent. Use the fucking boob tube, ignore the children for a day, and heal.
These, bitchez...these are REAL life hacks. You're welcome.
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