Well, they
are home!! My mother pulls into my driveway on two wheels and slung gravel onto
the porch. She marched in 4 beautiful children that all carry my DNA. She looks
worn and weathered, just as she should after taking my brood “on vacation” for
the weekend, =.
I was so
happy to see them and within moments noticed that all of my children had on
layers of clothing…..When I inquired about their choice of clothing, I realized
exactly how hard my mother had it.
She informed
me that the heat was out in the cabin they had rented, so at 5am it was 50
degrees…..Holy shit. That is cold, it’s no wonder they had on every stitch of
clothes that they had taken with them. Wow,
that is crazy, I bet that cabin doesn’t have lady bugs.
Mama also
said that their day yesterday was somewhat ok. She took Wyatt, Cooper, and
Charleigh Joe to the movies to see Frozen. MY mother HATES kid’s movies. I mean
truly despises them, so she really must love my children if she intentionally
took them to see and animated, G rated, children’s movie. She would rather
watch Pit Bull fights or live, no holds barred MMA. Then she ended their day
with an arcade? Who is this woman because my mother would never do that? I
would swear under oath that she was coerced into those activities and did not
willingly participate.
Within
moments of being home, Cooper disappeared and soon was discovered only by odor.
He went to the bathroom to poop and after he finished, he decided to “freshen
up” a bit”. While the BM smell still held heavy in the air, he decided to pour
out an entire lit cinnamon candle into the sink. He then followed up the cinnamon
smell with a little Scrubbing Bubbles cleanser. Yes, my children were home and
my mother survived yet another “vacation”.
Some would
question my sanity and how I could miss such a circus, I would ask them why
they ever dreamed that I was ever sane? I never got the opportunity to
customize my options and I’ll ride this crazy train for as long as I can.
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