Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Crazy Mama

So I had one of those days in which I left home around 7 AM and just returned around 8:30 PM. I hadn't seen my child all day and I was a bit anxious to set eyes upon him.

Now, his bedtime is 8:30 in hopes that he's asleep by 9. Every other night, I have to stay on him about his bedtime (and staying in bed--he'll pop up with suddenly **urgent** questions).

I figured he was awake, so I knocked on the door, too tired to go back to the car for my keys. He opened it, said hi, then went back to bed.

My niece looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "He must be tired," she said. "Well, 8:30 is his bedtime," I told her, as if it was a normal occurrence that my child apparently had been in bed before bedtime.

Then, I sat down and started thinking.

This was a bit strange.

So, I go check on him. He's sleeping in my mom's room. Stranger still.

"Hey," I said, "What's up?"

"Nothing." He sounds pretty cheerful, so I press on.

"You could sleep in my room if you like," I offered.

A polite, silent decline.

"Well, okay." And I walked off.

And thought some more.

And went back.

"Did you have a good day?" I asked.

"Mm-hmm. My nanna (his godmother) says she's proud of my behavior."

"Well, I am, too." I looked at him for a moment. "Are you sick?"

"No, ma'am."

"Then you must be really tired."

"Uh-uh. I'm not tired. Do you need something?"


"Okay." As in, Goodnight, Mama and leave me the hell alone.

So I left him the hell alone and I haven't gone back.


But why is it, when you get what you think you want, it seems really crazy?


Gwyneth Bolton said...

Yes... That's right up there with folks who say they can't wait for their kids to be grown and out the house and once the kids are gone the parents develop "empty nest syndrome" and want the kids back home. :-)


Unknown said...

But why is it, when you get what you think you want, it seems really crazy?

It's part of their evil plan to drive you out of your mind. It's like a pitcher in baseball. Even if a pitcher can throw 110 mph, if he never varies his speed, a good hitter can time it out and send the ball to the moon. He's got to have a change-up to keep him honest. That's what your son was doing--throwing you a change.

Kimberly said...

Haha! The changeup description is so, so true!!!!! It"s just going to drive you batty when he resumes his regular routine next time. You wonder why he won"t do it, when you now know he CAN!

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