teenagers

It’s All My Fault. All of it.

We have a new rule in our house these days: Everything is my fault. No matter what. If the conditioner bottle in the shower is empty, it’s my fault. If the egg yolk breaks (she hates that) when it is going into the pan, it’s my fault. If it gets to be 3:00 in the It’s All My Fault. All of it.

Ah, Mindfulness.

Ah, Mindfulness. Mindfulness.  Mindfulness.  Mindfulness. Yes, please. With a side order of humility, please, except can I have that on a separate plate?  Thanks. This morning, I am triggered.   I am triggered by my 15 year old. When I am triggered, I “kitchen sink.”  It’s not a productive or healthy pattern, but it’s mine, and Ah, Mindfulness.