Mother Knows Best

I know exactly what kind of parent I am.  I am the overprotective, overbearing mother.  I thought it would get better as they get older…I was wrong.  There have been several things lately that have opened my eyes to how bad I really am.  For starters, we were at Kenna’s last night at swim class last night, and they took the kids to the deep end and just threw them in.  No swimmies, no life jacket, nothing, just chucked the poor little 3 year olds into the deep end and made them swim to the side.  I was so worried, that my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest!  I made my husband sit right by where they were so that he could jump in to grab my baby if need be.  Some of the other parents were just sitting there relaxing, while I was having a full on panic attack!  The other thing I noticed when singing songs from Tangled with Kenna, is how accurately the song “Mother Knows Best” pertains to my way of thinking.  My sister laughs at the ridiculousness of the song, while I nod my head in agreement.  Here is a short segment of the song:

“Mother knows best, listen to your mother,

it’s a scary world out there. 

Mother knows best, one way or another,

something will go wrong, I swear. 

Ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand,

cannibals and snakes, the plague. 

Also large bugs, men with pointy teeth,

and stop, no more, you’ll just upset me. 

Mother’s right here, mother will protect you,

Darling, here’s what I suggest,

skip the drama, stay with mama,

Mother knows best.” 

So I now have Kenna walking around singing “skip the drama, stay with mama”.  Apparently I just need to find a tower for us to live in….