Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Today Before 11 am

I woke up this morning to my Prince Charming's kiss and prayer before he left for work. I was still pretty zonked from my bout with insomnia the night before, so began drifting off to sleep.

Next thing I heard was "Becca? Do you have to go anywhere today?"

"Um..yeah! Dance class, martial arts...it's Tuesday!" (Busiest day of the week, excluding Sunday.)

"My van won't start. I could come home at lunch..."

"But the class starts at noon."


"I'll take you."

Everyone throws shoes on with lightning speed (why won't they do that for just me?) and Princess gets carried out to the car, barefoot.

We drop Daddy off, get back home, and I start oatmeal, the steel-cut kind that takes a while to cook. Then I load the dishwasher, because I didn't do it last night and all our bowls are encrusted with junk.

We eat oranges. All except for Bugaboo, who ate about 3 pieces. Even bribing him with points for his point chart (post soon to follow) didn't work.

Got online to check email and Ebay auction, I'm still winning.

Bought a Leapster on Amazon, the older version. Only 52 more points before Bugaboo earns it. By the time it gets here, he'll have his points.

Kids whining and hungry, by 10:00 the dishwasher goes to "dry" and we get our breakfast. While the younger ones eat and Professor is starting his math, I head for the shower. I was about to crawl out of my skin since my last shower was Sunday.

In the shower, I realize that I ran out of body wash, despite the fact Sunday that I made a strong mental note to remember to get one out of the closet. Strong mental notes only work if you write them down on paper, tape them to your forehead and look into the mirror.

"Professor!" I yell. Several times. Finally I hear the door open.

"Yes Mom?"

"Would you please get me a new bottle of body wash from the closet?" He's rescued me from this before.

I hear him moving around.

I sigh. "The closet. Left shelf."

He's rummaging. "Shower gel?"

"Yes, that's fine. Just pick one. It doesn't matter which."

Incoherent mumbling, probably reading the different varieties.

"Just pick one! It doesn't matter which."

A hand appears in the shower, holding a fresh bottle of Bath and Body Works Vanilla shower gel. (I stock up at the clearances.)

"Oh, thank you! You're a lifesaver!"

He responds, "Now you should smell better."


"Thank you so much, dear."

After that, I got clean and yes, I think I do smell better.

A few minutes later, I was standing in the middle of the living room. I'm not sure why, I may have been lost. It happens often. Actually, I think I was searching for clean clothes among the piles of clean laundry on the couch and baskets. Hey, no judging! At least they're clean!

Princess entered the living room, cradling an overgrown red banana pepper:

"Poor little pepper. Poor little pepper."

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Poor little pepper. It died. It's squishy." We went back and forth about this a few times, me saying "I know" and her saying "It's squishy".

Finally I told her "Oh, it's ok. It just got a little dry. Go put it in the kitchen."

"So it can come back alive?"

"Sure." I've relaxed my standards on lying to my children. I go less mental that way.

From the kitchen, a little voice is heard, presumably as the unfortunate pepper is put on the counter. “Poor little pepper”.

She is so maternal.

It's nearly time to leave for dance class, and as I'm finishing up this post, Bugaboo yells from the bathroom, "WILL SOMEONE GET ME SOME TOILET PAPER!"

"Just a second!" I call.

Princess runs down the hall. "I'll get it! Never fear, Supergirl is here!"

I love superheroes, especially in my house.

I'm quite curious as to what the afternoon holds in store.


Kimberly said...

Oh my. I do hope you come back and tell us. Looks to be a most interesting day!

Jeni said...

"I've relaxed my standards on lying to my children. I go less mental that way." I couldn't have said it better myself! I am so with you on that one! Sheesh, what a (half) day you've had!

Karen said...
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Karen said...

Mothering a banana pepper...what's next? My goodness. I got a clear mental picture with audio of "Professor" trying to find body wash. My neice and nephews are interesting. :)

Bee Repartee said...

Being stranded by lack of soap, razors, dirty laundry, or drip drying just drives me nuts.

Is this morning atypical? I hope...

mindyluwho said...

My favorite line was: "I was standing in the middle of the living room. I'm not sure why, I may have been lost."


...not that I can relate or anything...

Michal said...

a little glimpse into your life that made me chuckle. thanks for sharing. and for keeping it real.