Mothers Day 2014: Gabe wakes me at 6:20 THIS MORNING shouting, MOM! I wanna make you breakfast! at which he races to the kitchen only to make toast for HIMSELF. Noah stumbles in my bedroom shortly thereafter with a quick glance and a barely audible, yet very grumpy, Happy Mothers Day...blah blah something something ummm blah and retreats to the kitchen where I hear a heated discussion between the two boys about breakfast. Apparently Noah has accused Gabriel of acting just like Patrick (of the famed Spongebob Squarepants) because he eats food, forgets what hes eaten and eats again. Gabriel is a toast stealer. Nice. Im thirsty and God forbid my offspring bring me a glass of water, so I go to the kitchen only to find that my Number One Son has dumped toast crumbs all over the counter, knocked over a glass of chocolate milk on to the floor and has peanut butter all over his fingers and the jelly jar. The cat pukes, Gabe is in the basement yelling to me, Ma! Would you like toast now? and Allie asks me if we are going to the park for Mothers Day. J sleeps through this all. Happy Fathers Day, everyone!
Posted on: Sun, 11 May 2014 12:48:59 +0000