When You Want to Sell Your Kids, Maybe Just Sell Their Stuff
by Rita Arens

This past week we had to take away the little angel’s tap shoes. They’re not really tap shoes, but they look just like tap shoes, all patent-leathery and shiny and all that. The problem is that every time the little angel puts them on, she frets and squirms and whines because they are just a wee bit too big. I admit that as I wrenched them off her perfect feet before school the other day and hid them in my closet, I thought how good it would feel to sell them, or maybe her, on Ebay.

I’m not the first mother to threaten to sell her kid on Ebay. Melissa Summers did it on the Today Show while discussing cocktail playdates. She didn’t think her comment went over all that well with Meredith Veira.

"Things I wish you could have seen: Meredith Viera choking on a monster sized turd when I suggested sometimes my children make me think about ridiculous things, like selling him on ebay."

Of course, we’re not serious. We love our kids! Love them! We’re KIDDING, it’s SARCASM, but sometimes people are offended.

"I realize that on this blog I joke about beating my kids and if I were to be taken at my very sarcastic word every reader of mine will no doubt think that I deserve a one-way ticket to the Betty Ford and eons of sensitivity training. But! I would like to remind everyone here that in the real world I'm not some perpetually ill-tempered, foul-mouthed, alcoholic scumbag who beats her children with telephone books and poisons dogs. (Wednesdays excepted)"

Perhaps the solution is not to sell the actual children, but just all of their stuff. That’s what one woman did, to the tune of 77,000 hits to her blog and over $100 for $3 worth of Pokemon cards.

"So, up for auction is an opened (they ripped open the box on the way home from the store) package of Pokemon cards. There are 44 cards total. They're in perfect condition, as I took them away from the kiddos as soon as we got home from the store. Many of them say 'Energy.' I tried carrying them around with me, but they didn't work. I definitely didn't have any more energy than usual. One of them is shiny. There are a few creature-like things on many of them."

I haven’t sold the little angel’s tap shoes.

Yet.

Comments

 

Momma You speak my language

My threat of choice is selling them to the circus. Of course we love our kids and of course we are good mothers. And yep there are moments when you could beat them. I have 4 children all under the age of 10 years. On any given day I am in need of a martini or a good glass of shiraz. merlot, cabernet sauvignon or a cold beer. And I know beating kids and drinking in the same post can be seen as offensive. It is funny HA HA. Sell their stuff...now there an idea!

Love,
Babz

 

I was teaching First Aid to

I was teaching First Aid to my 12-year old son's cadet troupe last year.

My son got 100% on the written exam, far exceeding the others in the class. When one of the Officers asked how he had done so well, my charmingly witty son smirked, looked at me and said,

"My Mom beats me."

We have since established the importance of choosing our venues. We don't discuss bombs while in airports and we don't discuss beatings and/or being locked in the closet in mixed company.

(As an aside that I unfortunately feel I need to add: I have never used corporal punishment with either of my children.)

Kim
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Now that is funny

Kim,

I have had numerous moments like that and each time I am always just amazed by the stuff my kids will say. Like the time we were at church--it was the after-church fellowship time, so a very nice lady came over to chat and asked if she could get me something to drink, my then 4 year old said, My mom likes beer, it would be great if you could bring her a corona. AArgh! Yep we all have those moments.

Love,
Babz
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