Enter....Fluffimama

This morning is vast and wondrous.  Why you ask?  Because I woke up on my own volition and was awake, by myself for an HOUR.  Normally Thing 1 is up and going before Mekius even leaves for work (7amish) so for her to sleep until almost 9 am was like angels singing.

Thing 2 is still asleep.  As usual.

It was blissful, I made the bed, straightened up the downstairs, made some coffee, started the wash and was able to sit down here at the computer by myself.  Except I left my coffee in the microwave.

I know...I know....tantamount to abuse.  It's all ok now, I chugged it when I found it.  Cups of coffee: 2.  Two cups is usually all I need unless it's Tuesday/Thursday (hubby is gone late/busy day) but alas Mekius is helping a friend out tonight so I will once again be on my own with the kids until late tonight.  I don't necessarily MIND it, but I feel as though I haven't really seen him lately.  I mean he comes home, eats and sleeps, but he doesn't really seem to be...well, HERE.  Ya know?  Bargh, it's probably just me.  So on the agenda today is dropping off/picking up Thing 1 at preschool (it's absurd how much I adore pick up/drop off in my minivan.  I feel like I've made it) like a Level 3 Stay at home mom with a high health count.  Oops, my nerd is showing  O.o

So let's discuss something that made me angry this morning.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/michael-rowe/what-it-says-about-us-whe_b_671373.html?ref=fb&src=sp

OMFGFIDDLESTICKSCOCKWAFFLE.

SRSLY?!!?!?!

This alone as a human makes me feel like I want to vomit.....but as a mother....mother of a boy....mother of a boy only a month younger, who loves snuggling up to his mommy and playing dolls with his sissy, this makes me want to rip this guys limbs off, light them on fire, pour acid on him, light HIM on fire and then beat him with his flaming limbs.  Then I want to extinguish him and make him live out the rest of his years in unending excruciating pain.

Some of you reading this may gasp and say 'that's not very Christian!' but the rest of you are looking for your hacksaws and a funnel for battery acid.

The only thing more 'unchristian' than my imagery, is oh I dunno.....abusing innocent children. Yeah.  I hope he rots.

Stories like this unfortunately happen every day and it makes me just want to hug my kids tighter and never let go.  It's terrifying being a mother, knowing what kind of bullies and hate are out there waiting for them.  You want them to be prepared for it, but at the same time, you don't want them to lose that innocent air about them.

So on that note I will leave you with a quote that I have never known to be more true of being a mother.

'Having children is like letting your heart walk around outside of your body."
Auther Unknown