We went to the park the other day after having a morning full of bible study.
'Cuz I'm a Christian Blogger mom. And I'm kind of perfect like that.
My perfect friend Erika (
who also blogs, because she too is perfect) came too.
My perfect toddler played nicely on the public playground that I sanitized before she played.
Perfect Blogger Moms don't let their kids touch germs.
While I was busy sanitizing the park, my daughter ate a nutritious meal. That I made from scratch. From the animals on my farm and the vegetables in my garden.
I would never, ever think to feed my child the garbage that some mothers feed their children. I shudder at the sheer thought of McDonald's.
My perfect 6 month old posed beautifully for every picture that I snapped.
I trained him early.
I was armed and ready with my camera aimed at every fun activity that my little lady could think to do.
Not because I wanted good blog material, but because I care.
Every single shot turns out perfectly. Every time. No exception.
When my toddler is not sharing and caring on the playground, she is with her brother... hugging and loving on him...
He returns the love with even more love.
Precious. Just precious.
They would never even think to wrestle, or pull each other's hair.
I've seen some children behave that way. It's appalling.
But not my kids.
I would never stay at the park past my toddlers nap time. That would be irresponsible.
She would never turn into a Donald Trump look-alike because she was having a breakdown.
No, no. She is the image of perfection 100% of the time.
My children never have to tell me when it is time to go back to our perfectly clean house for a nap.
That is my job as their mother!
And I'm not just any mother... I'm a perfect blogger mother. One who's child would never turn into a sleep-deprived zombie.
That would just be wrong.
