Both kids were wearing boots today, so I went to pack their shoes in their backpacks, and I couldn't find my son's shoes. He always takes them off upstairs in the living room, so I went up there and looked around. Nothing. I asked my daughter to look, and she said she couldn't find them. Then she yelled, "And the bus is coming!"
Panic. I started screaming like a banshee, wandering from room to room. Finally, my son found his shoes in the entryway right where he is supposed to take them off each night, and just about a foot from his sister who claimed to have no knowledge of their whereabouts.
I lost it. I looked at my son and said, "Since when do you take your shoes off where you're supposed to?" The look of confusion on his face was priceless.
We raced to get out the door while I apologized for my tirade. No bus. Seems my darling daughter "thought" she "heard" the bus, so she announced that the bus was coming.
It was at this point that I lost what tenuous hold I had on my sanity. Who am I kidding? Sanity is way back there in the rear-view mirror for me.
And all I have to say for myself is that Kahlua is really good in coffee in the morning.
Here's one of my favorite videos - "No rain" by Blind Melon. The bee girl reminds me of myself searching for my "tribe" - someone to listen to my song and dance as silly as it is. One day I know I'll find my bee people. And we'll all be drinking Kahlua in coffee.
What a change from Dec. 4th!!!
ReplyDeleteHence the term "bipolar"!
ReplyDeleteCheer up! They do grow up despite everything and when they do, you get to chuckle at someone else's family squabbles. Like the last time I was in the supermarket - there was a young father on crutches with two rambunctious young boys. They were always running into him with the cart, asking for this and that, and generally being pests. At one point, dad was apologizing and I told him, "cheer up; you'll survive; I know because I had four boys and I survived." He gave me his condolences. I told him he missed the point -- I'd survived; he still had to!
ReplyDeleteYou'll survive and then you'll miss these days; take my word for it.
Grannie H