Tag Archives: meanest mommy
Rule #458
Rule #458: When I’m typing my PIN into the debit card machine at the grocery store, you may not announce the numbers to the entire store.
Thanks, Jenn C.
Filed under Guest rules
Rule #457
Rule #457: When I send you guys to bed, please don’t sneak into your brother’s room and take a picture of him on your Nintendo DSi and then post it on Facebook. Especially when Mommy is on Facebook at the time.
Thanks, Monica K.
Filed under Guest rules
Rule #455
Rule #455: Please do not bring oysters & clams home from the beach and hide them under your bed for Mommy to cook later. Mommy does not appreciate the house smelling like a rotten seafood market.
Thanks, Michele B.
Filed under Guest rules
Rule #453
Rule #453: When the gate at the bottom of the stair is closed it means you are supposed to stay downstairs. It does not mean to get a box, stand on it, climb over the gate, and draw on the walls of Daddy’s office with marker.
Thanks, Jayne D.
Filed under Guest rules
Rule #452
Rule #452: The popsicle does not belong in the toilet… especially if you plan on eating it.
Thanks, Meaghann B.
Filed under Guest rules
Rule #451
Rule #451: No matter how much you hate me, running out onto the four lane highway outside your daycare is not an acceptable alternative to holding my hand.
Thanks, Melinda P. (who is the Meanest Older Half-Sister in the Whole Wide World)
Filed under Guest rules
Rule #450
Rule #450: It is not okay to sit on your infant brother and declare him a motorcycle.
Thanks, Barbie R.
Filed under Guest rules



