Some nights I feel like a rock star mom.
Some nights I don't.
Isn't it funny how when I don't think I am a rock star, like the nights we have pancakes for dinner (tonight) because I am exhausted and it is SO easy and my kids won't fight me on it, and then I feel like all the earth mothers out there are probably judging me for it, and I am also judging myself for not being healthier... isn't it funny how these are the nights that my kids think I am freaking AWESOME?
I mean, really, blueberry pancakes for dinner? I am a rad mom.