I can hear it already! Sigh!

This post is totally dedicated to Sir B who is now also known as UB to the next generation.

Yesterday was my belated birthday celebration. At 42 years and 10 days old, it is more a celebration of people in my life. Sir B was kind enough to partake in the festivities. Every time I see him, I want to pick his brain and find out what he thinks of this blog. But then I realized yesterday that it is more important to find out what he thinks about how the boys are being brought up! Here is why!

Hans was totally in his element. He forgot all his manners except for when he said "Thank you Jeffrey" to Sir B when the latter handed him a lamb burger fully loaded with tzatziki sauce, sautéed mushrooms and lettuce. Instead of apologizing for my child's rude remark, I start explaining it. Hans fancies himself Batman some days and I am Alfred, the butler. There are days Hans is Fresh Prince of Belair, and anyone "serving" him is Jeffrey, the butler. ‎Since Sir B was kind enough to build Hans' burger for him, Sir B became Jeffrey!

After explaining that, I was also (belatedly) conscious enough to mention that any anomalies in my children's behaviour could be attributed to me. As one "mom friend" once remarked to me ‎that I cannot complain about my children's behaviour if I let them get away with it in the first place! So, it is my fault!

Sir B wondered if I was doing something about it?! As in "righting these identified faults"?! Of course, since I love talking about my parenting and since I also love defending it, I set off on another explanation. Why can I not stop myself from being such a Momley?!

Anyways, I started by telling Sir B that I would never want the boys' future partners to complain about their upbringing. So even if I let some things go‎, I am good at reminding them as they get older. At that point in time, ASid walks by and I pointed him to Sir B as a shining example of my parenting. I proudly proclaimed how ASid is well mannered and how Hans will get to this level of sophistication one of these days. As if to prove my point, ASid stopped by us, smiled and let one rip. The rumbling was so loud, I am sure even his future partner heard it.

I looked at Sir B and had to acknowledge that there will be complaints in the future. I can hear them already! Sigh!