My new found sense of hope and excitement died fairly quickly this year. In one word... reality hit. I woke up one morning to one child acting sick with a bad cold, and have been staring at a week and a half of sickness ever since.
These have been my days...
They wanted to sit together and watch a movie. Yes, this is how they really looked all week.
Cuddled up reading "Curious George". I think Miss Boo is in mid sneeze lol
(and in case you're wondering, different day, same Pj's for Miss Boo ;) )
Because they were sick, we kept them in ALL WEEK. I didn't mind at first, because my husband and I were sick too. But Monday turned to Friday evening, and I was about to loose my mind!!! Luckily my wonderful MIL said she would watch the kids so we could go out to lunch and see Star Wars Saturday.
The joy was real. I felt like skipping to the van. For a few hours, I was kid sick free!!!!!
To make sure you understand my week and level of grossness, I'll share this incident with you. One of they days (they all run together) Bear was sitting beside of me and said,
"Mommy, what's this??" He wiped something off of my shirt and showed me.
I took one look at it and said, "It's a booger."
"EEEWWWW. Mommy, why do you have a booger on your shirt??"
"Probably because your sister likes to wipe her head on my shirt when she snuggles me. It's not the first time it's happened. Did you know that you've all wiped your boogers on me at some point or other??"
"No!!!" He says astonished.
"Yeah. Maybe I'll start wiping my boogers on you. Would you like that??"
"NOOOO Mommy," He says laughing.
Yeah... I'm sure you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about ;)
Anyways... like I said, the joy was real. We ate at one of my favorite restaurants (Olive Garden, in case you ever feel like sending me a gift card ;) ) It was delicious and oh so quiet and calm and CLEAN!!
How Miss Boo eats Olive Garden when I look away for a moment
My dad likes Star Wars, so I grew up watching the original ones. To not see it in theaters was not even fathomable. I mean it has Harrison Ford in it!!!!
We get there a half an hour early, and were happy to see one person sitting in the theater.
Now let me be honest here. I am currently 30 weeks pregnant with our fourth little blessing. I also have a prolapsed uterus that according to my doctor, makes my pregnancies 5 times more painful than the average woman's.
The doctor didn't lie. I'm miserable.
My plan was to find a seat where someone wasn't sitting in front of me, and prop my feet up on the arm rests of that seat. Don't get me wrong, I was raised to treat things with respect, and I had an inner war about if it was really ok for me to do that, but in the end the pain won over.
Sitting normally for two and a half hours was going to be torture.
People started trickling in like mad the closer it got to the movie time. We switched our seats two different times so that no one was in front of me. (It was my husband's idea every time. He really loves me :) )
It got closer to the movie and I was in another dilemma. Being pregnant with a cold, I've been VERY thirsty. BUT I didn't want to have to visit the bathroom a million times either ;)
I decided to chance it and get a drink.
Can I just say, WOW!!!! Theater priced food and drink is getting even more and more ridiculous!!!
I got in line behind a couple and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, I was first in line.
The guy at my register decided that the coffee machine needed fixed, and left. I was frustrated, but determined not to leave my first in line place.
A few minutes later, a lady called that they were the only ones with cash registers open.
The black old man with a cane behind me, ran to the open register while I waddled like a penguin in disbelief to stand behind the other register.
I wanted to take his cane and hit him with it. He OBVIOUSLY didn't need it.
The couple in front of me apparently didn't have any kids, and have plenty of money. They ordered like 7 different things off of the menu, including extra, extra, extra butter on their popcorn (his words, not mine) In order for me to order 7 different things, I would have to take out a small loan or sell a child.
The black old man with the cane asked for a drink and was out of there lickedy split.
It FINALLY became my turn, and I was happy to announce to the punk boy teenager that I only wanted a drink. Surely this wouldn't take long.
I was wrong.
The drink machine was on the other side of the of the room, and he started his slow trek there. He stopped to chat with the other guy who was still fiddling with the coffee machine. By this time I had called his bluff. He had NO IDEA how to fix it, but sure was enjoying every moment he got away with it.
He slowly got my drink, and stopped to chat with the cute blonde girl behind the other register. Yeah, I know she's cute, but flirt on your own time, not mine!!!
I got my drink and waddled as fast as I could back to the theater. Luckily only commercials were playing. I sighed a big sigh of relief to see that the seat in front of me was still vacant. I refused to put my feet up until after the movie started. I wasn't going to be THAT person.
The silly "Silence your cell phones now please" lady came on, and I rubbed my hands in anticipation. I was going to get to put my feet up!!!!
Then who do you suppose meanders into the theater, milking his cane???? My eyes locked on him and all I could think was "Please no!!!!"
He looks around, and rubs his graying beard. It took everything within me to not put my feet up.
He slowly makes his way to the seat right in front of me, and sits down.
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I secretly think this guy has it in for me. Where had he been all of the glorious minutes that he wasn't standing in line???
My husband and I both have a good laughing fit. I had already told him all about the man with the cane.
I'll just say it was God's way of providing me more material to write about :) Hope it made you smile!
