On our recent vacation I was in charge of the map. (Yeah, I said map. We have a Garmin, but I like to go "old school" with a paper map and highlighter pen.) I was so excited when I announced, "I'm the navigator!" Only to have my hilarious son say, "Don't you mean 'navi-guesser'?" Ha-ha. Very funny.
I have also been called the "Mommy-saurus" due to the not-so-quiet way that I
The next name is the worst. It's also NOT true. I don't even know when it first started but I am sure it stemmed from a time long ago, when I said such ridiculous things as:
"You may not have a gun, knife, or pet snake."
"I am not buying that!"
"Wear your helmet."
The name that my son and husband call me is . . . Fun Ruiner.
Unless, of course, they want something. Then my son calls me "Mother" and my husband calls me "Baby".