A Note From Your Publisher: The one about the don't wannas 📝

Hey Mac Families,

I don't wanna.

I hear this on the daily from at least one kid. 

You know the drill.... please take out the trash. I don't wanna. Get your homework done. I don't wanna. Go brush your teeth. I don't wanna. As a mom, it's really annoying. But, you know what? I feel you, kids. There's a lot of stuff that I don't wanna do myself.

I don't wanna get up before 8am. 

I don't wanna clean my house.

I don't wanna make dinner. Or any meals, TBH.

I don't wanna go grocery shopping.

I don't wanna walk up the stairs.

I don't wanna feed the lizard. See previous statement.

I don't wanna take the kids to well visits.

I don't wanna fight the insurance company over the CPAP machine that I never got.

I don't wanna have to re-get ready every day. So annoying.

I don't wanna take iron pills.

I don't wanna get sweaty from taking a shower. 

I don't wanna scoop cat poop.

I don't wanna carry everyone's water bottles.

I don't wanna wear shoes that I have to tie.

I don't wanna wear jeans. Like, ever.

I don't wanna take my make up off at night. It seems like such a waste.

I don't wanna return my returns.

I don't wanna pump my own gas. Or pay for it, really.

I don't wanna get my eyes dilated.

I don't wanna drive on I-25 anymore. People are horrible drivers.

I don't wanna wash the crockpot. But I do wanna use it every day.

I don't wanna smell stinky shoes. Or feet. Or anything stinky.

I don't wanna talk on the phone.

I don't wanna clean out my voicemails.

I don't wanna wear cheaters.

I don't wanna wear a jacket.

I don't wanna get ready for bed.

What don't YOU wanna do?

Peace ☮️, Love ❤️, & Macaroni 🌼,

Christen