Posted by: Jamie Stamm | September 17, 2008

I’m a bad mom

We had just enough whole milk for Cera and Anthony’s cereal this morning, and I didn’t make it to the grocery store this afternoon. So when Cera asked for milk with her after-school snack, I had to give her orange juice (calcium-fortified, of course) instead.

Fast forward to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants:

Waitress: “And what can I get you to drink, sweetie?”

Cera (without hesitation but with plenty of drama): “Milk. Because we don’t have any at home.”

Wow. Somebody sure looked like a bad mom.

Oh yeah, it was me.

Needless to say, there is now a full gallon of milk in the refrigerator. I wouldn’t want Cera to tell anyone else – her teacher, the mailman, her soccer coach, basically anyone who will listen – about my poor parenting skills.


  1. Don’t you love it when kids get you out in public and embarrass you? Apparently, they feel it’s their job to make you look as bad as they possibly can.
    In the immortal words of Cera, “Whatever.”

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