Days Off, Part 2, With a Dash of Opinion
Today? I had a nap this afternoon, and it lasted 12 minutes.
When the boys and I came home from a nice long afternoon in the park today, I suggested we all take a little chill time and lay down and maybe take a nap.
When I said the word "nap" Z's jaw dropped so hard on the laminate floor in our living room it sounded like a sledgehammer had fallen onto George Bush's head.
"It's no big deal," I casually began to reason with my 6 and 3/4 year old, "you actually don't have to sleep, just lay down a while." His expression told me I was now no longer the great wonderful snugglelovin' mom he thought he knew all these years, I was in fact a Meany.
Meanwhile, older brother had already zonked out up on his top bunk, growing, I'm sure, a least 11 millimeters with each snore.
Eventually I just layed down alongside Z on the couch and he even almost very nearly fell asleep and here is where for 12 minutes I dozed off until I heard the words from the true Spongebob Squarepants fan beside me, "Mom, you would make the greatest fry cook in the world." This great compliment from the same guy who sees a Clairol haircolor commercial on TV and tells me, his mom, "you don't need any of that, you are beautiful already."
I can't help liking the little fella.
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Tomorrow it's back to the office, and it's a whole other world there. Being home with the boys is so much more real.
When the boys and I came home from a nice long afternoon in the park today, I suggested we all take a little chill time and lay down and maybe take a nap.
When I said the word "nap" Z's jaw dropped so hard on the laminate floor in our living room it sounded like a sledgehammer had fallen onto George Bush's head.
"It's no big deal," I casually began to reason with my 6 and 3/4 year old, "you actually don't have to sleep, just lay down a while." His expression told me I was now no longer the great wonderful snugglelovin' mom he thought he knew all these years, I was in fact a Meany.
Meanwhile, older brother had already zonked out up on his top bunk, growing, I'm sure, a least 11 millimeters with each snore.
Eventually I just layed down alongside Z on the couch and he even almost very nearly fell asleep and here is where for 12 minutes I dozed off until I heard the words from the true Spongebob Squarepants fan beside me, "Mom, you would make the greatest fry cook in the world." This great compliment from the same guy who sees a Clairol haircolor commercial on TV and tells me, his mom, "you don't need any of that, you are beautiful already."
I can't help liking the little fella.
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Tomorrow it's back to the office, and it's a whole other world there. Being home with the boys is so much more real.
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