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Stay-At-Home Mom’s Viral Post About Summer With Kids Is Painfully Relatable

It’s July and by this point you’ve crafted, painted, planted, and probably taken the kids to at least a couple of snow cone stands. And it’s hot. So hot. So you’re a mom, staying home with the kids, in the heat, and because they’re bored they basically fight every single waking moment. That’s exactly what mom Karen Johnson went through when she describes what happened with her kids on her Facebook page, The 21st Century SAHM. “So. How’s everyone’s summer going?” she starts out. “Here’s an excerpt from mine so far, one that accurately depicts our day to day sh*t-show.”

Stay-At-Home Mom’s Viral Post About Summer With Kids Is Painfully Relatable

The post continues,

“Scene: I am cooking grilled cheese on the stove for the kids’ lunch. 8yo asks to go get the mail (the box is a few houses up the street). Not to ever miss out on anything ever, 4yo pipes in, “Me too!” Okay, fine. I give them the mail key and out the door they go. How could this go wrong? Such a simple task.

Hahahaha.

The thing is, my boys fight. All day. Every minute that they are awake. And sometimes in their dreams. So apparently a battle breaks out at the mailbox. (I still don’t know the whole story.) As I am cooking their grilled cheeses on the stove, my 6yo daughter (the reporter of all things non-compliant) comes tearing into the kitchen, yelling, “They’re fighting at the mailbox! And then mail went flying everywhere all over the neighborhood!”

So basically her kids are just like our kids…

“So I abandon lunch and sprint outside. I see both boys scrambling around from yard to yard, trying to grab pieces of mail. We live in Kansas where it’s windy 364.5 days of the year, so that helps.

My 4yo is now approaching the corner where our quiet cul-de-sac meets a very busy street, and I know him. He’ll think nothing of running directly into the street in order to capture that last piece of random junk mail that Mommy will be tossing as soon as we get home.

I am now chasing him, screaming his name, and also trying to pick up mail that is blowing all over the neighbors’ yards. I finally catch up to him, prevent him from darting into the busy intersection, and we all turn around to head home, hands full of papers.

But because he’s 4, refuses to walk anywhere ever, and is on an anti-shoes campaign this summer, my son of course runs down the street barefoot and falls. He rips open his foot on a rock or the pavement or whatever is in the road because THIS IS WHY WE WEAR SHOES.”

And now she’s got a bloody, sobbing four-year-old on her hands…

“So now I am half-carrying, half dragging a bloody-footed, crying 4yo, a crying 8yo who thinks he’s in trouble because of mail-mageddon, and piles and piles of junk mail and flyers that I will never look at ever back to my house.

Once the papers are tossed and the bloody foot is bandaged, we all smell the sulfur of burning grilled cheese and I remember what I was doing before this all happened.

So I did what any good mother would do. I scraped off the burnt parts, threw them on plates, and said bon appetit, kids. And I poured this beer.

So tell me, how’s your summer going?”

Literally, a little better after reading this. And I’m not the only one. Moms from across the globe loved Karen’s breakdown of what summer is like…

One wrote, “I just got all of the kids in bed and I feel like I *survived* something monumental. What a day! I can’t believe I have to do this again tomorrow…” Which, I think, sums up how every parent is feeling at this point.

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