Sunday Confessions: confessions of a bad mom

It is technically no longer Sunday, but I haven't gone to bed yet, so it still feels like Sunday to me. Here are my Sunday confessions:

• I started listening to talk radio (NPR) while I am up working late at night. I think I am addicted. My listening choices are varied as I have listened to shows about gardening, parenting tips, drinking water myths, the economy, Martin Luther King tributes and a Charlton Heston interview (by the way did you know he died Saturday night?) to name a few.
• Speaking of parenting tips, I am a bad example to my 6 year old. I said the prayer over our food Friday night and being in an irreverent mood, I bowed my head, put my hands in the praying position and this is what I said, "These tacos look great. These tacos look good. Please help us not throw up this food!" If you only knew how I truly meant that statement. We have all at some point this past week been throwing up and I am sick of it. Well, Gabe about fell out of his chair laughing. So, what did I do? I thought of some more clever "prayers" throughout dinner time. I even had Matt laughing and at one point Gabe almost peed in his pants. Now any time I begin to pray Gabe automatically starts laughing. I might be a bad mom but at least I am a funny bad mom.
• That's all I got

Tell me, tell me, tell me what do you want to confess?