Waiver: Just had to share this with you. No this is not about couponing or saving money, but it does pertain to the title. And it is absolutely hilarious. I will not be posting to facebook but had to share with those of you who follow this blog and those of you that I sent and email too.
There are many changes that have occurred to my family over the past couple of months. As most of you know, my husband has made a major career change. It has affected us in a most outstanding way. We love this new career. He as gone from a secure "Plant Job" to a Public Servant as a Police Officer for ZPD. Which by the way, is a dream of his. Now, he is currently on his third day of a 12 week course at the Police Academy. A boot camp of sorts. Once he leaves the house, the phone is off and we have no contact whatsoever until he gets a break and can call in. So its good luck and he calls when he can. Well, I got this!
So this morning I get up early, as usual, and I have biscuits ready for them. Not anything special you understand. Just the kind you whop on the counter and put in the oven for 15 minutes. Not much of a cook in the morning. Anyway, my seven year old, who eats immediately upon his eyes opening, gets up to a warm breakfast and sits down. As I am getting the 4 year girl's milk ready, that's all the diva can handle that early, I turn on the cold water to the kitchen sink and the spicket, what cha ma call thingy, comes off in my hand. Needless to say, we have a geyser going. Water went everywhere. Countertops, floor, the T.V., radio and all over me. I yelled for the boy to get towels and he comes back with one. One! More would help I tell him and he said that was all there was. I had forgotten that my lack of housework from the previous day has left laundry undone. My bad! Yesterday was errand day. Okay, so really is it that hard? Wrapping the towel around the geyser I know I have to turn the water off under the sink, but I also have to rescue the electronics and my phone from the lake that is forming on the countertops and also explain to my son why we cannot call Daddy. Do I still got this? Finally water is off, I'm soaking wet, the boy has found some towels, from where I do not know and am not going to ask, the phone and other various electronics are safe. Whew! I stand there to catch my breath and my beautiful child, who by the way has tried his best to help with the clean-up as best as he could, says wow mom that was crazy. I tell him to finish his breakfast that I appreciate his help. What a great kid. He said, "You know mom, you said a bad word." I did? Buddy, I'm so sorry. What did I say? "Well, I don't want to say it, but you said, crap. And then you started talking to Jesus." I guess in his eyes I covered both ends of the spectrum.
Later in carpool that amazing kid and I were talking about the "incident" and he said, "Mom you sure knew what to do this morning when that sink went crazy." Well, I sure fooled him. But I told him with your help I did. I also told him that when his Dad tells him to be the Man of The House when he is gone and help Mom that, that is exactly what he had done this morning.
The moral of the story and really the point I would like to portray here is two sided. I handled it with the help of my 7 seven year old. And my son thinks I am super mom again. Yeah, because I was really starting to get on his nerves.
