A Day in the Life (VERY LONG, but, hey, sometimes the days are long)
Cast of characters-
Me
Cast of characters-
Me
Dad (dad)
Bubby (8 year old boy, 2nd grade)
Boo (6 year old girl, kindergarten)
Buddy Buddy (3 year old boy)
Bear (2 year old girl)
Early morning—
Have to convince Boo that her classmates and teacher will still recognize her even though she lost a tooth last night (the other tooth is VERY wiggly – screams when I get my fingers within 5 inches of her face).
Mid morning –
I thought I was losing my mind. I opened a Diet Coke, set it on the counter, and then the phone rang. Then I changed a diaper and wanted my coke. Couldn't find it ANYWHERE! Finally I gave up, thought maybe I had just begun dreaming of Diet Cokes - time to quit! I'm a real addict. And then I found it, well not the can, that's still MIA, but my liquid energy has been located - in Bear's sippy cup. So, maybe I'm not an addict after all. Later, using my super sleuth skills and interrogation skills, I deduce that the dynamic duo worked together and took my coke. I think they recycled the can though. See, I am a good mom.
Lunchtime – Convince Buddy Buddy not to run around with the laundry buckets on his head or get mad at his sister when she won’t push him in her doll stroller.
Naptime –
Ahh!
Do some research for the new adoption/foster care/orphan support ministry we’d like to get going at church. Read a very inspiring article.http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/religion/stories/072207dnmetfoster.210016b.html. Read some more of Dr. Laura’s book Stop Whining, Start Living (I like it.)
Receive call from elementary school that Boo is in the nurse’s office for the fourth time today. Her wiggly tooth was bleeding again and “was concerned about it” (nurse’s words). I imagine she was actually freaking out. The nurse tried to pull it but couldn’t get in her mouth (BTDT). It’s stopped bleeding and they sent her back to class calmed down. I don’t need to pick her up early. (Hooray!)
Early afternoon – Find Bubby IN the recycling bin (it’s one of those large trashcans you roll out to the street). He said he was “creating”. This is what he came up with.
It looks strangely reminiscent of the beer guzzling caps at the ballpark. Makes a momma proud!
Late afternoon -
Bubby (dressed in knight costume)-- “Hey Boo, pretend that I can shoot lightning bolts through my fingertips!”
Boo(dressed in Ariel costume)-- “Pretend that I’m a beautiful princess and you want to marry me and this is the ring- Pretend that it’s raining and you give me your cape to use as an umbrella. Pretend that I’m a beautiful mermaid and I can swim like this and jump out of the water - Remember when you were pretending that you were a knight and were trying to kill me and I was a beautiful princess, mom’s writing that all down. (Now she finally takes a breath)
Bubby --Nuh, uh!
Dinner –
Dad’s going to be home a little later due to an emergency Home Depot run. To tide over little appetites and continue my crusade for everyone to eat healthier, I peel and slice a cucumber and announce it “Hors d'oeuvres”.
After I’ve patted myself on the back and then picked up the little pieces of cucumber from all over the den floor, I return to dinner prep.
At dinner B. Boo takes a bite of chicken, forgetting that she hadn’t used her front teeth in weeks, and the tooth comes out. We try to get her to swallow the bite she has in her mouth now because it’s about to bleed. No luck! To the bathroom we go. As soon as she’s back at the table, with her tooth safely inside her purple plastic tooth treasure chest the school nurse gave her today, I see Bear out of the corner of my eye. In my mother voice I say “Please don’t put Chicken in your nose” without even thinking. We take the chicken from her. A few minutes later dad says “What’s in her nose?” “Uh, oh”, says Buddy Buddy (he’s not much of a talker but is very perceptive). Yep, it’s the chicken. I begin the search for the elusive baby nose sucker (she 2, haven’t used it in over a year), while dad tries to convince her to blow her nose really hard. Finally the nose sucker is found and 2 small pieces of chicken (each the size of one of her fingernails) are retrieved from her nose. Hooray for dad!!
Sorry we didn’t take a picture of the nose, just the gums.
Amazingly enough, my food was a little cool when I began to eat. That’s why God made microwaves.
Bedtime—
Sing a little Jesus Loves Me, spread a few blankets, give a few kisses and thank God for our many blessings.
Hurry to spend some time with dad and get to bed. Tomorrow will come early and most likely be as busy as today, put probably not as entertaining.
Bubby (8 year old boy, 2nd grade)
Boo (6 year old girl, kindergarten)
Buddy Buddy (3 year old boy)
Bear (2 year old girl)
Early morning—
Have to convince Boo that her classmates and teacher will still recognize her even though she lost a tooth last night (the other tooth is VERY wiggly – screams when I get my fingers within 5 inches of her face).
Mid morning –
I thought I was losing my mind. I opened a Diet Coke, set it on the counter, and then the phone rang. Then I changed a diaper and wanted my coke. Couldn't find it ANYWHERE! Finally I gave up, thought maybe I had just begun dreaming of Diet Cokes - time to quit! I'm a real addict. And then I found it, well not the can, that's still MIA, but my liquid energy has been located - in Bear's sippy cup. So, maybe I'm not an addict after all. Later, using my super sleuth skills and interrogation skills, I deduce that the dynamic duo worked together and took my coke. I think they recycled the can though. See, I am a good mom.
Lunchtime – Convince Buddy Buddy not to run around with the laundry buckets on his head or get mad at his sister when she won’t push him in her doll stroller.
Naptime –
Ahh!
Do some research for the new adoption/foster care/orphan support ministry we’d like to get going at church. Read a very inspiring article.http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/religion/stories/072207dnmetfoster.210016b.html. Read some more of Dr. Laura’s book Stop Whining, Start Living (I like it.)
Receive call from elementary school that Boo is in the nurse’s office for the fourth time today. Her wiggly tooth was bleeding again and “was concerned about it” (nurse’s words). I imagine she was actually freaking out. The nurse tried to pull it but couldn’t get in her mouth (BTDT). It’s stopped bleeding and they sent her back to class calmed down. I don’t need to pick her up early. (Hooray!)
Early afternoon – Find Bubby IN the recycling bin (it’s one of those large trashcans you roll out to the street). He said he was “creating”. This is what he came up with.
It looks strangely reminiscent of the beer guzzling caps at the ballpark. Makes a momma proud!
Late afternoon -
Bubby (dressed in knight costume)-- “Hey Boo, pretend that I can shoot lightning bolts through my fingertips!”
Boo(dressed in Ariel costume)-- “Pretend that I’m a beautiful princess and you want to marry me and this is the ring- Pretend that it’s raining and you give me your cape to use as an umbrella. Pretend that I’m a beautiful mermaid and I can swim like this and jump out of the water - Remember when you were pretending that you were a knight and were trying to kill me and I was a beautiful princess, mom’s writing that all down. (Now she finally takes a breath)
Bubby --Nuh, uh!
Dinner –
Dad’s going to be home a little later due to an emergency Home Depot run. To tide over little appetites and continue my crusade for everyone to eat healthier, I peel and slice a cucumber and announce it “Hors d'oeuvres”.
After I’ve patted myself on the back and then picked up the little pieces of cucumber from all over the den floor, I return to dinner prep.
At dinner B. Boo takes a bite of chicken, forgetting that she hadn’t used her front teeth in weeks, and the tooth comes out. We try to get her to swallow the bite she has in her mouth now because it’s about to bleed. No luck! To the bathroom we go. As soon as she’s back at the table, with her tooth safely inside her purple plastic tooth treasure chest the school nurse gave her today, I see Bear out of the corner of my eye. In my mother voice I say “Please don’t put Chicken in your nose” without even thinking. We take the chicken from her. A few minutes later dad says “What’s in her nose?” “Uh, oh”, says Buddy Buddy (he’s not much of a talker but is very perceptive). Yep, it’s the chicken. I begin the search for the elusive baby nose sucker (she 2, haven’t used it in over a year), while dad tries to convince her to blow her nose really hard. Finally the nose sucker is found and 2 small pieces of chicken (each the size of one of her fingernails) are retrieved from her nose. Hooray for dad!!
Sorry we didn’t take a picture of the nose, just the gums.
Amazingly enough, my food was a little cool when I began to eat. That’s why God made microwaves.
Bedtime—
Sing a little Jesus Loves Me, spread a few blankets, give a few kisses and thank God for our many blessings.
Hurry to spend some time with dad and get to bed. Tomorrow will come early and most likely be as busy as today, put probably not as entertaining.
1 comment:
Love it! Too funny...I had to keep referring to the list of characters to see which kid did what!
Keep 'em coming! Tell Boo we like her toothless smile!
Dad liked your blog too! He said his day with OKC lawyers was similar to refereeing and monitoring your kiddos. The only difference - none of the lawyers put chicken up their nose!
Love you!
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