February 12, 2006

Happy Sunday

How was your morning? Mine got started at exactly 12:59 this morning, when I was snatched from a deep, dreamy sleep by wails of "MOMMMMMMY!" I knew it was Daughter, so I slammed my glasses on my face and stumbled to the other end of the house. There was Daughter, pointing to the side of her bed; she'd "lost" one of her Beanie Babies. I retrieved it and muttered all the way back to my bed.

Husband didn't even move.

Anyway, Husband has to work this weekend, so I'd decided the younglings and I would take a break from church. I know for a fact that a disgusting stomach virus is making the rounds, so I decided to try to avoid crowds of children as much as possible. I can't control school, but I can put my foot down about other things.

That being said, the younglings and I slept in this morning. Yep, I got to sleep to the luxurious, decadent time of 7:29 today. That's when Daughter popped up next to my bed, informing me there was a bug in her room. Son came in soon after and I dispatched him to go investigate said bug. He ran back two minutes later to tell me there was, in fact, a bug in Daughter's room. On the ceiling, and it looked black. The kids were bordering on panic, so after I found my glasses and slippers, I stumbled to Daughter's room once again....to find a ladybug (or Asian beetle, whatever) on the ceiling.

No big deal, I thought as I ran to the bathroom.

Once that was settled, "the great breakfast debate" began. This is where Son stands in front of the Lazy Susan and waits for that magical hand to give him something to eat. He settled for Trix. Daughter moaned and groaned, and then decided on a banana.

Every morning. Every stinking morning I go through this.

Have a nice day!