So I feel like death. Truly. I’m guessing I have the flu? I’m not sure. However, I can confirm that whatever “this” is, it could very well be the start of the Zombie Apocalypse. And I’m the first casualty. Good thing that I live like a hermit. That means the spread of the disease has been contained.
Jack is scheduled to have all of his sedated testing tomorrow and MassGeneral has told me that if his cough returns, EVERYTHING gets canceled. So they recommended keeping him home from school today. Which works out great because I have TONS of energy to deal with a hyperactive child who is far too “well” to be trapped at home. Plus, he was up half the night last night, so I didn’t get more than a few hours of sleep. Even better.
Oh, and did I mention that we completely ran out of Pull-Ups and Goodnites this morning? And that it was Recycling Day, but I didn’t manage to get the recycling to the curb? But the most frustrating part of my morning:
JACK WOULD NOT STOP ASKING FOR COOKIES!!! Now listen, he’s capable of saying so few words, so if the boy is doing everything in his power to form the word “cookie” . . . I’m gonna get him some cookies!
But remember that part about me saying how I felt like death and could barely function? So explain to me how I’m supposed to wrestle clothing onto my son without an ounce of cooperation from him. And should I even bother with shoes and socks? I mean, there’s no way I’m going into a store to buy him cookies. We’re hittin’ up a drive-thru. End of story.
So barefoot Jack and I set off on our 1/2 mile journey to Burger King for cookies. Thankfully, the music playing on the radio at that moment was to Jack’s liking, so at least I had that working in my favor.
Houston, WE HAVE COOKIES!!! At 10:30 in the morning. At a Burger King drive-thru, we have apprehended the cookies. And within moments, Jack’s beautiful little face was smeared with chocolate. Someone hand me my Mom of the Year award! And please make the award a $50 Gift Certificate to Outback Steakhouse.
And I was very happy that one of my new favorite songs was playing on our way back home!
So, now to tackle 3 loads of laundry and a sink literally overflowing with dirty dishes. Because I obviously have more energy than I know what to do with.
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