Well, let's just jump right in, shall we? November in the Northeast can be oh-so-dreary. The leaves are gone, the sky is gray, the weather is chilly and damp. Blah. It doesn't help matters that I've got a nasty cold. Makes me want to just curl up under a blanket on the couch and sleep the day away. The wee ones are both at school... oh, it would be so nice! Just me, my blanket, and my thoughts. Ya know, maybe the bears are onto something with that whole hibernation thing.
Okay, time to stop day dreaming. A day on the couch is not meant to be for me today. I have to substitute teach this afternoon. And, hubby has taken the day off work to work on our new mudroom/garage addition. He was hinting in a not-so-subtle way that he could really use some help this morning. Maybe if I hid under a blanket on the couch he wouldn't be able to find me?
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So, I decided hiding under the blanket wasn't a very grown-up thing to do. Besides, I've tried it with my kids and they find me every time. I stoically lent my carpentry skills to hubby for a while even though I felt like crap. Okay, so I what I really did was hammer a few nails and whine to myself about about feeling crappy.
On the way home from preschool, my 4 year old, asked me "Mommy, is the Vampire State Building in New York City?" This elicited teasing and uncontrolled laughter from my almost 7 year old. But then I reminded him that a few months ago, while I was folding laundry, he held up my bra and said to his younger brother "This is for holding up Mommy's braces." "Uh, no honey,"I said, "they're called breasts." I know, it wasn't very nice of me to bring it up, but sometimes as a parent ya just have to level the playing field a little!
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