Never Ever Dull
With every conversation, I always seem to end with "Never a dull moment"....our lives are rich, complex, and beautiful stories. Join me in laughing about everyday things and appreciating life-bumpy roads and all.
It's 9:42 p.m. on Thursday and I find myself at Walgreens. I was tired (we had just rolled in from our football games), hungry (never had a break to eat), frustrated and turning into the kind of mom I vowed never to be:: cranky and ready to blow my top. "We" had a project to finish. "We" didn't know about the extra items needed to complete the assignment until today. Now, it's the evening and the first time I've walked into my home. Ugh. The why-didn't-he-figure-it-out-days-ago mental war kicks in and I try to remain calm. "We" knew about the English assignment. Since it's a challenge for KazKid to tackle projects, we broke it down into steps and I thought "we" were all done when Monday arrived. This project wasn't due til Friday. Thus, in my little ole brain, we were waaaaay ahead of the game. Then, the eve before KazKid needs to walk into school to share his work,, I learn that "we" need to go get poster board, print some photographs, and decorate it all. What? "We" had just spent the weekend completing his poetry piece and now I'm told there's more....due tomorrow?! I just want to crawl under my covers and call it a day. Just let the child learn his lesson and walk in with his partially done project. But I can't. I'm caught in that quandary: do I let him be embarrassed in front of his class or do I bail him out and lecture him with the you-will-not-wait-until-the-last-minute-again stern talk? I think parents everywhere get what I'm talking about. I've seen their glazed looks at the school supply aisle as they stare at tri-fold boards and the multiple choices for poster board options. Glossy or matte? Neon? White? Or white with those "invisible" lines that help keep your lettering straight? We head home after making our purchase...in silence. I really want my lecture to sink in...all the way down to his toesies. I wonder what that Walgreens employee was thinking as I stood like a frozen statue and told my child to go get what he needed....and I didn't budge beyond those moving entrance doors. We get home. I watch my son scramble to assemble everything (he did a fabulous job) and then the lights go out.*** The next afternoon, he walks in beaming and proudly sharing about his project and how well it went. It made those feelings of frustration slowly evaporate. One project down....and only 8 months of school left. Oh, great. Should I just invest in every color of poster board and tri-fold boards? Maybe I could create a handy-dandy drive through service for parents: they drive up and tell me their needs. There could be a business for that! No matter if I start up a business for parents who are desperately trying to help their children by handing out poster boards or not, "we" will be better prepared for that next project =). ***I get 5 hours of sleep, waking up before the sun rises to walk our puppy, Banks. Ever since Banks discovered the mega-bag of York Peppermint Patties that was meant for my team of teachers at school, I've learned it is very beneficial to give Banks a long walk before we leave for the day...never dull.
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