Life as a reformed Zookeeper. Now living a life as a working mother who dabbles in karate, scrapbooking, and Coors Light!

Thursday, October 02, 2008

Crazy Morning.... Aaron went to exercise this morning, and Griffin got up when he did. At five or whenever it was. So Aaron told Griffin to crawl in bed with me. Which he did. And we fell back asleep. Sweet sleep with your little one at your side....until it was time to get up. My momma called me to catch up, which I love. I don't love that it seems my kids won't function unless my attention is fully on them. And the morning went a little nutty from there. Erin decided that she didn't want cereal, but didn't know what she wanted to eat. I think she'd be perfectly happy foregoing breakfast each morning. Which would prove easier for me, until I had to explain why she'll never go beyond 35 lbs in weight. So we finally settled on an English muffin with peanut butter and jelly. So I fix it for her, and then bounce upstairs to wet down my crazy hair and wash my face. I get dressed (no easy feat, since none of the new clothes I bought really match anything more than one other piece of clothing, if any) and head back downstairs, and the girl's not eaten a thing. I blow my top. She cries. I then sit down and eat the other half of English muffin with peanut butter and she calms down to eat. See what I mean with them not doing anything unless my attention is fully on them. After we ate, we had about 10 minutes before we needed to head out the door. And if any of you have five year-olds, sometimes each task they have takes them half an hour. At least for my children it does. So, I trick them. I tell them that we're having a contest to see who can get ready the quickest. Oh, yes, they've inherited my competitive streak, so they were on it. They were done before I could get my hair dried, and we actually had time to spare! So then, they start talking to me.... and what is the topic? Death! And of course, Griffin is in tears by the time we're done. Why? Because they ask questions like "Will you die, Mommy?" and say things like "But you and Daddy can't die. Who will take care of us then? Will we live with Grandma?" OK, someone pass me a beer.... am feeling alcohol deficient because none of my drinking buddies were at karate last night, so I went home after.....


Blogger Judy in Indiana said...

Seth asked me a few years ago " Mommy, what will happen if I get to Heaven before you?" I told him it really isn't designed to work that way and he said "But I will be looking all over for you." I told him I would be waiting right at the front gates for him and that I will get there first.

It just breaks my heart to think about.

11:05 AM

OpenID ispeakbeanish said...

Why do kids do that? The Bean will say she doesn't want something, then she does, then she doesn't. I tell T, some days, it's a good thing God made them cute!

12:27 AM


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