The first chapter of the book was amusing, the second less so, by the end chapter I was just annoyed and commenting under my breath to my Kindle about the irritating quality of the book. First, the humor grows old quick, it reminded me of my 5 year old niece with her discovery of her first knock-knock joke (the one involving oranges and bananas). Amusing blog post...first time said niece told me the joke; book...the 30th time.
I read the book to the end (with the exception of the pages where my brain checked out; I tried). My goal was to understand the writer as her view of life is so vastly different than mine is. It could have been titled "How to Raise a Self Centered, Indulged and Want to Keep it That Way Child". Maybe if she had just stuck with trying to be funny I could have laughed a little more, but I got the sense of pride of self righteous stick-with-me-I-will-tell-you-how-to-raise-your-kids attitude. I did not dislike the book because of our difference of opinions, but because of the presentation of the attitudes in a way that hers were better, more lofty and right than the rest of ours.
If you are a parent who believes that our responsibility to our children includes teaching them to care for the less fortunate, to give back in service and to participate in making our world a better place to live you too may leave the book somewhat annoyed.
Lela Davidson doesn’t like to brag, but her children are clean and fed, her husband likes to cook, and she is rarely referred to as Troll Toes at the yoga studio. In other words, she’s got it all. Who Peed on My Yoga Mat? peels back the curtain on family life to show that happiness is really a matter of perspective. Between watching adorably annoying toddlers transform into text-obsessed teens, and facing inevitable moments of marital “for worse,” a girl’s got to carve out time for inner peace. As she did in Blacklisted from the PTA, Davidson shows us once again that laughing at yourself and your family is the surest path to tranquility–or at least the most fun.