Every day, I wake up with a plan. I am not spontaneous. I like to know what is going to happen for the entire 19 hours that I am awake. I always have the entire day mapped out in my head before my feet ever touch the floor. And always within 5 minutes of being awake, nothing goes according to plan. Wednesday hated me.
While writing a list for the sitter (I was working half a day at the office), Will came to tell me how much he "loved laying on [my] fat belly." Thanks son, no time for the gym. Over breakfast, Ian asked me if I got to watch Pink Panther in color or black and white as a kid. Old but not that old, Ian. My weight and age thoroughly insulted before 7am, I took the kids to stay with my neighbor until the sitter could get there. Shortly after arriving at the office, my sitter canceled. I had to scramble to find a replacement. Luckily, my neighbor down the street watched the kids until my neighbors from across the street could get home from vacation to watch them. (Thank God for amazing neighbors!). In the afternoon, Josh and I were supposed to have a final hearing at the courthouse to undo all the legal stuff with Ian's grandparents. Thanks to a pain in the hiney judge, continuance #5 was issued. Hurried home to get the kids, settled them at the house with their Dad and off to Charlotte I went for a ZTA meeting over dinner. I got home at midnight, incredibly exhausted.
When I rolled out of bed this morning, I discovered I had no voice. Thursday was shaping up to be a real hater, too! As you know, Mom's don't get sick days but instead of heading to the laundry room to start the washer like usual, I went to the couch and turned on the TV. I worked on cleaning out the DVR while the kids ate breakfast. When they joined me on the couch, they wanted to watch America's Got Talent. 20 minutes into Tuesday's episode, I determined Will is no longer allowed to watch the show. A man was shoving a sword down his throat. Ian and I thought it was disgusting--Ian was begging the TV judges not to vote him through to Vegas. Will insisted that he would vote "Yes!" because he was "awesome." 10 minutes later, I came back from the bathroom to find him trying to shove the play kitchen's rolling pin down his throat. Lucky for me, he hasn't learned to control his gag reflex.
After the rolling pin incident, the kids decided to perform for me. I recorded their talent. You can find those videos on my facebook page from this link http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=202000769 I think my kids have a lot of talents---far more than their Mom could ever hope for--not sure that dancing is one of them. So even though I felt bad most of the day, the kids enjoyed entertaining me. They put on show after show until I finally felt compelled to turn on the washer. I know that no matter how much I want to be spontaneous, I never will be. But it is nice to know that no matter how much I like life to go according to plan, some days, the unexpected talents of my children will make veering off course totally worth it!
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