General Bonnie

Coming from a home where the father figure was kinda the main disciplinarian I had the idea that this is how every family worked. That I would be the nice mom who got to sneak the kids forbidden treats and lessened the punishment where I could, you know the good cop. Alas this is not the case. I think it's because since the kids were born Kirk has either been a law student or a attorney working his tail off for his family. This means he hasn't been home a lot. So he brings them candy or soda or movies on school nights, lets them stay up late so he can see them to make up for it. This started the pattern of me being the bad cop. Which I'm honestly not usually thrilled with. However last week I read a article about Jeff Bridge in the Costco magazine, I know, who reads that, well I do. I especially read it if I'm supposed to be doing the dishes. Anyway he mentions that his Mom was known as the General in their family, and they called her that. I'm sure there were days that annoyed her and days when it seemed endearing. So in my head I keep telling myself that one day maybe it will be cute that I'm the General. Starting the nickname myself isn't quite ideal, but I may start dropping it here and there in my bad cop routine. "I know Dad said you can have a diet coke at 8pm on a Wednesday night Elle, but I'm the General and I said no." See how that works? Think it will work?