Thursday

Mom's Home!


(First 60 Seconds)
Ashley: I had math homework, but I did it on the bus and can you help me figure out how to clean my clarinet, like REALLY clean, with a Q-tip and alcohol and...
Riley: You're not working tomorrow, are you? I have to be a little late coming home because of color guard. Oh, and Tammy called and wants you to call her back...
Mom: Is it okay if I put my bag down?


(5 Minutes Later)
Mom: I'm taking a hot bath. If the house is on fire, please alert me. Otherwise, please leave me alone for the next 15 minutes. I cannot: answer the phone or door, your question about homework, sign a paper, or get down your snack. I can help you in 15 minutes.


(4 Minutes Later)
tap,tap,tap
Riley: Mooooooom? Can I go next door?
Yes, I've read the book "5 Minutes Peace". Still not very cute to me. Just a little too close to home...


3 comments:

Roxanne said...

Katrina Timms introduced me to that book when I was a Jr. in college. I own a copy and have given several away. . .

Hope you got AT LEAST 3 minutes and 45 seconds of peace.

Terral said...

When I take a shower in the mornings, I just pray that my 21 month old and 3 year old are not climbing or destroying anything. A couple of days ago, I was almost through showering, when I heard a loud Trent cry. He came running into my bathroom with a skinned up elbow,leg, and hip. He had managed to open the lock and the dead bolt and procede up the driveway with Drew's Radio Flyer scoot around toy. He crashed and burned coming down.
When the crying simmered down, I remembered I better go and check on Drew. He had pulled himself some cheese puffs down from the pantry, and had never gone outside. I bet he was thinking, "Budddy, I told you to stay in and eat cheese puffs and watch Wonder Pets with me!

Donna Ware said...

This reminds me of when Megan was a baby. She wanted me to hold her all the time. I would go to the bathroom and have to hold her the whole time or screaming and crying would inhibit my progress, if you know what I mean. There is nothing like trying to pull your pants up while holding a baby. Isn't motherhood the best teacher of all the great lessons in life.