(At our favorite park in May)
Last night I woke up to Erik screaming.
...Bellowing with everything his mini vocal chords could muster.
(Small? yes. But they hold nothing back. They're champions at what they do.)
And then Robs started in. It was a lovely chorus.
At one something in the A.M.
Steve and I were there in a flash. Erik was off his bed and out the door.
Oh, and terrified, too.
He was telling me all about the 'beetle' in his bed.
So I put the two screaming children in one bed, and retreated to turn on the light so Steve could search the covers.
Because it's Louisiana, and beetles can make even your smallest nightmares come true.
(And when that happened, I didn't want it on me.)
But it was no where to be found.
(nightmare or reality?... I'll never know.)
After water and a whispered story about fairies and trucks in a field of yellow flowers,
Robs and Erik were sound asleep.
And then I remembered.
On the fourteenth I was supposed to attend the baby shower of a new friend of mine. My watch was telling me it was the fifteenth. But the 14th was a Tuesday, and the invite said the shower was on Thursday (the 14th to be specific... or was it supposed to be Thursday not the 14th?)
I was completely confused. And distraught.
Had I missed it? Or hadn't I?
All at one something in the A.M.
Does anyone else do that?
Remember random bits at odd hours during the night?
All too often I'm afraid. And sometimes those random thought keep me awake for hours.
ReplyDeleteSo sad about your babies and the beetle, I sympathize completely.
Come see us, we have a bug free zone :)
I am so like my mom. It happens more than I care to think about. I totally spaced a baby shower that was supposed to happen on the 11th.
ReplyDeleteAnd you really should go see mom and dad. You can swim at the pool, and there would be no bugs. Oh and play with the dog. It's pretty awesome there.