Petara's Prerogative

It really upsets me when someone parks like an ass.  I should not come out to my car and not be able to get myself or my child into the car comfortably.  You knew you parked too close.  I will not feel bad at all if your car gets banged up.  You knew what you were doing when you parked.

When my kids are running around and won't listen to me telling them to sit down, I secretly hope they will trip and fall.  I want them to learn their lesson without me having to always fuss about it.

When I was in fifth grade, I got bored waiting for the bus.  I called 911 a few times and told the operator she had won a million dollars.  She threatened to send the cops to the house to talk to my parents.  I wasn't worried, because I knew I would be on the bus by the time they got there.  I still feel bad about the prank.

I want my children to be the best at everything.  In my eyes, they are the best at everything.  I am their biggest cheerleader.  I will always be there to cheer them on.

I wish the delivery man would come before my husband got home from work and gave me enough time to put my items away and get rid of the packaging.

I tell my husband that I have ordered my own Christmas gifts, so he shouldn't get me anything.  I do this so I won't be questioned when I'm getting packages delivered while he is home on vacation.  He knows Sephora, Aveda and Clarins are not delivering toys.

I go through my kid's Halloween candy and take out the candy I want and hide it for myself.  If they notice, I tell them I saw daddy do it.