There have been times in my life when I really just need to take a time-out. Literally, go to my bedroom and hide from my family.
Last week, there was no hiding! Oh the conversations at our house….Enjoy!
Looking in the mirror in the car on the way to the ER
“Mom, I have a toothache!”
Both kids had toothaches less than two weeks apart. First toothache brought my daughter home early from Dad’s house. (sometimes you just need your Mommy)
Second toothache sends my son screaming he’s dying and needed to go to the Emergency Room to see his Dad! (he’s a man….so in his defense he felt that death was certainly imminent, and the ER was his only solution.) I reluctantly take him to see his Dad because, to be honest, he was driving me insane. So, around midnight I call his father and tell him we are headed to the ER, meet me in the ambulance bay and I will wait in the car. Dad graciously met me outside with our son now dramatically writhing in pain, swoops him up and takes him inside. I park next to dad’s truck still wearing my pajamas, because as a mom you know what is actually and Emergency situation and what isn’t…..I knew there would be no reason to actually enter the Peyton Place…Oh, I mean ER…This particular night.
I think I fell asleep for a brief moment. The Door opened and this kid jumps in the car with a giant piece of dental floss tied around his tooth. Toothache gone!! Hmmmmm, not sure how a piece of dental floss miraculously healed him but it worked!! Doctor Daddy’s advice….wiggle it and it will fall out!
Then there was last night. The famous “ithchy butt” returned. I thought we had gotten over the “itchy butt’ when he stopped wrestling.
Adam: “Mom, my butt is itching!” (I am asleep…Zzzzzz) “Mom, I am not kidding my butt is really itching! Do you have any medicine?
Me: “I don’t have medicine, go put some Vaseline on it.”
Adam: (Get’s out of bed and goes into the bathroom and in typical male fashion…) “Where is it Mom?”
Me: “It is sitting next to the sink!”
Adam: (2 seconds later….because he is a man!!!!) “Mom, I don’t see it!”
Me: “IT IS THERE….LOOK FOR IT!!!” (my voice a little more irritated hence the CAPS!)
Adam: “Mom….(at this point if he says MOM one more time I’m going to lose my mind!!!!) I don’t see it!”
Me: (Jumping out of bed preparing my alibi for when he come up missing)…..go to the bathroom, immediately pick up the Vaseline, hand it to him after giving him the “you are just like your father, he could never find anything” speech. Then I leave the room to give him and his butt some privacy.
Adam: (Crawls back in bed) 5 minutes later…”Mom, my butt still itches!”
Me: “Maybe you have worms!”
Adam: “How could I have worms? I have never eaten a worm!!”
Me: “Please Adam, for the love of all that is Holy just go to sleep!!!”
Adam: “Mom, this is really starting to irritate me!”
Me: “Must you say MOM every time you talk to me?”
Adam: “Mom….Oh, I mean Crystal….Is that better MOM?”
(Don’t know what time this happened)
Adam: “Mom, er um Crystal….My Butt is really really itching!”
Me: (half awake) Go take a shower!
Adam: “I already did!”
Me: “Go take another one!”
(I think I heard the shower running.)
Adam: “Hey MOM! My butt doesn’t itch anymore!!”
(Not sure if I responded)
…….and then this happens.
No more “Itchy Butt”