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Here We Go Again

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March 17, 2008 by Marj Hatzell

Brace yourselves, Internets, the Bug Boys are on Spring Break. And it ain’t even spring yet. Dang Calendar!

I spent the ENTIRE WEEKEND cleaning every corner of my house, taking stock of what is in the fridge and freezer and planning what we’ll eat and do (roughly, since there is no way to ACTUALLY PLAN EXACTLY because these two tend to throw curve balls. Like, ER visits and viruses). Since I am a super-smart and organized lady(stop laughing!), I’ve already bought some easy dinners and have frozen tons of leftovers. So, if anything else, we’ll have decent food to eat that will take minutes to nuke.

Bug Boy is already starting his nonsense, “OMG! THE TOAST IS TOO DARK! Can I have a thin mint for breakfast instead?” Fat chance. Now, ask me Friday and I’ll have a different answer. By then I’ll be sitting in the corner rocking back and forth and muttering movie quotes whilst the children swing from the beamed ceiling and run around the house nekkid. Of course, that kinda occurs on a daily basis, so what will be different? This time I won’t be able to get a cheesesteak to cure my ills because it will be Good Friday. Fish, you know.

Bugaboo is already nekkid and jumping on the couch. That’s certainly nothing new. And yesterday he gave my sister the shock of a lifetime. We had some family over for a pre-Easter thingy, since I messed up Easter this year (more on this later). Dear sis decided to bring him upstairs for a bath, since he actually SIGNED and ASKED for it. She no sooner got the shower running, turned to pick up clothing and WHAMO! Poo in the shower! ALL OVER THE SHOWER! Like, walls, tub, curtain, everywhere. Eeeewwwwww. Hope you aren’t eating right now. Anyways, he also was kind enough to try to fling it out of the tub, so a little got on the ceiling, too. This is why I have a large amount of rubber gloves and bleach, y’all.

My mantra this week is, “Stay Positive.” Or,

“Stay-Sane-Until-Friday-When-I-Can-Unload-One-Kid-On-My-Sister

-For-The-Night-And-Get-A-Sitter-For-The-Other.”

Lucky for me, Bug Boy’s vacay only lasts a week. I can hack a week with Bugaboo. I think. Maybe. Ask me in Fourteen days.

Really, I can do this. I love my kids. I’m just glad we don’t go away anyplace. Could you imagine? Bug Boy’s classmates are in Disney, Bermuda, Jamaica, you name it (we live in a sorta affluent district). Could you picture Bugaboo flinging his poo at Disney? Something tells me Mickey would NOT BE AMUSED.

6 thoughts on “Here We Go Again

  1. Angela says:

    LOL!!! Yeah, Mickey probably wouldn’t appreciate that…but it sure would be a good photo op to hang onto for later…

  2. RuthWells says:

    I’m so glad we’re past the poo stage. Mothers deserve combat pay.

  3. whiskeychick says:

    Good luck! You know we’re here when you need to vent.

  4. I think what Mickey needs is more poo thrown at him, not less. After all, it is the evil corporation of Walt Disney.

    Enjoy your guys! You’ll have a blast this week.

  5. Sarah is Ok says:

    Too funny. I’m glad to hear of someone else who’d rather just deal with all the crap at home rather than taking the show on the road. I hear that’s a vacation, but I’m not sold.

    I love the thin mint in the morning. My six year old has taught my two year old the beauty of the concept of “treat,” as in after dinner treat. So first thing when he wakes up, he starts asking for a treat. Yeah, we don’t always make it to the end of the day before I give in.

  6. Cryssyer says:

    Yes, I was shocked. No, it wasn’t the poo – it was the pure joy he had from flinging it around. I agree with AG – Mickey needs poo thrown at him from time to time. It would be just what Walt would want 🙂

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