Thursday, February 22, 2007
mid-week weariness
midwinter break is messing us up.

yesterday, harry opted out of his nap but sophie decided she would have one. that set the wheels in motion for one of those bizarro days that happen sometimes.

because sophie woke up refreshed from her nap, she was a bundle of energy and spunk. at dinner, she was chatty. very chatty. "why do you have ashes on your forehead? why do people do that? when's nana coming? where's daddy? how do you make pizza? know what my favorite show is?"

i was slowly being worn down and after answering many, many questions i began answering them with one word answers. when sophie asked for the umpteenth time "know what?" i answered with a weary "what?"

and then she said, "are you tired, mom?"

i said "no."

and here is where she slayed me. "are you tired of me?" i felt bad.

"of course not! never!" i replied. it's true. really, the kids wear me down but i never get tired of them.

then i noticed harry sleeping in his high chair. he was zonked out, drooling all over himself and full of boogers from his cold. i put him straight to bed, then read two long books to sophie before putting her to bed at 8:45.

at 10:45 pm, sophie was still awake singing along to the hannah montana cd she got for her birthday. damn that nap of hers!

the husband and i fell into bed after lost. i wish i could tell you that the next time i opened my eyes it was light out and the birds were singing but that is so not what happened.

at 1:30 a.m., harry woke up coughing and coughing and coughing. so in i went and gave him some cold medicine and a drink. god bless him, he fell right back asleep.

at 2:15 a.m. i heard a voice coming from their room. "please, god." i started saying to myself. "please don't let this medicine be one of those medicines that makes him hyper." then i thought maybe i was picking up another family's signal on our monitor. next i found myself wondering why another family would be up with a baby singing hannah montana songs at 2:20 in the morning. again and again. then i realized it was sophie all along.

when i popped my head around the door i saw her rocking out to "just like you." "shhhh...." i told her. "you have to go back to bed."

"IT'S OK! I'M NOT TIRED ANYMORE!" she yelled because she hadn't taken the headphones off.

"yes, you are tired and it is too early for you to be awake listening to music." sophie yanked the headphones off, tossed the discman to the foot of her bed and flopped back onto her pillow. "fine! but i'm really not tired."

in anticipation of them getting up early and cranky, i dragged myself from bed at 6am today and steeled myself with copious amounts of coffee. and then the kids had to be woken up at 7:30. bizarre indeed.


Blogger Andie said...

lmao. i have no comments, i'm laughing too hard. i've been there.

Blogger Andie said...

lmao. i have no comments, i'm laughing too hard. i've been there.

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