|What Would Mama Do?|
It recently came out of my mouth before I could stop it as I was lecturing the kids for God-knows-what for the bezillionth time in a week. Or something.
And as I'm ranting, I can hear myself but really can't believe I'm actually saying,"What you need to start doing is imagining that I'm right there standing behind you, looking over your shoulder, whispering in your ear, 'What Would Mama Do?'"
Yeah. Pretty creepy now that I've said it out loud.