I’m Angry and Frustrated Part 1

Oh boy, the saga of trying to get my son to clean his room deserves its own comedy special! I've thrown him the "clean your room" cue ball about five million times, and the responses have become a symphony of procrastination.

First, he played the classic "Give me 5 minutes, mom." I gave him those 5 minutes, or more like 20 because time has a funny way of stretching when you're dealing with kids. Then, in the grand theater of excuses, he presented the breakfast defense. "Let me just finish my breakfast," he pleaded, as if cleanliness could wait until his plate was spotless. I'm all for nutrition, but come on, buddy!

As my annoyance level increased, I ventured into the realm of slightly more irritated inquiries. But oh no, that triggered his annoyance alarms. He hit me with dad’s favorite question, "Why are you so angry all the time?" Seriously, it's like dealing with a tiny therapist who's also an expert in evasion tactics.

And just when I thought victory was near, it was 8:17 and suddenly there was no time left in the universe for room cleaning. If he didn’t leave now, he would be super late for school. Now, not only was his room a disaster zone, but I had also achieved a new level of frustration and annoyance. Parenting: the ultimate comedy of errors!