Wow...just...Wow.
I don't even know where to start.
Well, here goes.
Currently I am sitting on the deck enjoying a glass of wine and a little bit of quiet. The weather started off rough with the weatherman calling for
increasing clouds and rain this evening. Hmmmm....leave it to Juneau weatherman to get it completely backwards. So as the day progressed we got
decreasing clouds :) Perfectly fine with me.
The day was pretty normal, I got work done, went for my run, picked up the kids from school. Came home to get a little more work done and pulled around two very fun little people on a big radio flyer...that is when things began to unravel *cue the sob story music now*
Someone (who shall remain nameless to save what little pride
he may have left) thought it would be fine with Mom to ride the long board sans helmet. I can be laid back about a lot of things but safety is not one of them. I make the kids wear helmets even when they sled anymore. Anyway, I with my best stern voice said
"Nameless Person, don't you set foot on that long board with out a helmet."
Nameless Person looked right at me and stepped up on the longboard. I think my jaw hit the pavement. You see, it's not often that my kids get that blatantly defiant. At this point it is fight or flight in the parenting department. Should I shrug it off and let him go, or do I stand my ground? I stood my ground. I calmly walked over to Nameless Person held his hand, walked him inside the house, set him on the stairs and set the time for 7 minutes. Super Nanny would be so proud :)
I walked away and then commenced the biggest, loudest tantrum I have ever heard come out of him. Keeping in Super Nanny style I calmly told him that once he finished his meltdown I would resume the timer. At about this point, I noticed that my good old buddy wasn't around. Where is Reuben?
I'm calling for him and not hearing his tags jingle. Ok. Panicking a little bit now. I walk outside and call him again. Still nothing. Ok. Panicking a lot now. Maybe he got locked in the shed, that has happened before, so I go to get my shoes and run out there when Breckon yells and says
"Oh! Oh, my gosh Mom! Reuben! What did you do?! Oh my gosh Mom! He's covered from head to toe in mud! And he's all wet!"
Oy.
Something you should know. We live next to a mini farm called Swampy Acres. It has horses, bunnies, chickens, goats and lord knows what else. I'm pretty sure Reuben made his way over there, and I'm just keeping my fingers crossed he didn't do any harm to the poor horses or chickens or goats.
You know what, I'm really glad that today was the day that the Juneau weather man decided to totally screw up the prediction. Because I have a hot water and cold water spout outside. *Cue
Splish Splash I Was Taking A Bath* So I hooked up the hose and began to attempt to clean him.
He's totally guilty and knows it. This is his Please Forgive Me face :)
I took him inside and he's not moved from the rug I made him sit on....yep, still laying there.
So back to the Nameless Person that kicked off the calamity. He came over, gave me a big hug, said "I'm sorry Mom, I'm really hungry" Yep, that kid turns into a little monster when he's hungry...should have seen that one coming.
I can not take credit for the idea behind this pic. I found it on Pinterest :) But I will take credit for that smiling, fudgepop bearded little boy.
And what about my buddy you ask? Well, Reuben, despite his flaws is my very favorite canine...still.
~Angie~