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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Silly Sick Kid

Imagine if you will, a 2 year old with a nasty cold, running nose, watery eyes and double ear infections. It's bedtime and she's been fighting you most of the way. You get her into her winter standard bedtime apparel (cloth diaper, tank top, and fleece footed PJs) You read a couple of stories to her in bed then turn the lights out (something else for her to complain about). You turn on the lullaby CD in the player and camp out in the chair designated the "guards' post". If you don't, she'll get out of her toddler bed and trash her room only waking herself up more.

It's difficult to discern an actual snore from the lumberjack working on a cord of firewood. Just when you think it's safe to get up and leave a head pops up (prairie dog style) over the "catch fence" scan for your position and recedes back. This little act goes on for nearly 12 songs. Finally you think she's asleep and get up to rescue your dear spouse who's been pinned down by the 7 month old who's starting with the same cold.

You get the boy down and asleep and think WOW that only took and hour and a half. Free and clear to head downstairs for a fun evening of CLEANUP. But first you let the dog out because he's got "that" look in his eye. The dog is taking forever and you hear some rustling coming over the baby monitor and some thumps on the floor. Now you are becoming increasingly agitated because you know she's up and about but the dog is taking so long you can't get upstairs fast enough to stop her from whatever she's doing.

Finally the dog comes back in and appears to say thanks. You were downstairs for less than five minutes and you race upstairs, get to her doorway, open the gate to her room and see the toy basket has moved and a strange, light colored, pile you don't remember from before. You look toward the middle of the room and what do you see? A completely naked 2 year old babbling at you (she does not really talk yet).

What do you do? You ask her why did you take off your clothes? To which she replies (shrug) ung
Then what do you do? You laugh your ass off.

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