...in an effort to help your child's class win the box top contest, you're tempted to ask your neighbors if you can cut the box tops off of the boxes they've left for the garbage men.
...you smell something weird in the playroom, look for it, can't find it and then just forget it knowing that eventually it will smell so bad that there will be no doubt about its source.
...you really don't care who sees you without makeup because it is more important to squeeze in an extra five minutes of sleep than to put it on.
...punishing your child by taking away their TV privileges for a day is more of a punishment for you.
...the only thing keeping you from dropping your semi-sick kid off at Mother's Day Out is a fear of being known as that mom.
...your hair is in a ponytail so often that the kids on your daughter's bus think you're her babysitter, not her mom.
...you really don't care if your two year old eats his dinner or not. You know he'll eat when he's hungry. Besides, that's more for you to eat since half your dinner winds up on your one year old's high chair tray.
...you've given up hope of ever sleeping past 7 am again.
...you've come to the realization that there is no point in fixing and/or replacing the things your kids break until they're in junior high because they'll just break them again. Window blinds and nasty carpet, I'm looking at you.