Ah, Friday. The day of sleep in. The day the kids, in theory, should quietly sneak from their beds and go downstairs to quietly watch TV and quietly eat a nutritious breakfast of cereal and milk. Friday. The day the dogs are let out and fed without an adult reminding children of their duties. QUIETLY!
My Friday.
6:00 am. Kids rough housing in their rooms. Dogs barking to be let out. Dogs running into my room on their crazy eight path. Kids shrieking to get the dogs rebounding faster until they jump on my bed and mistake me for a pillow.
6:15 am. Kids have new mission to let dogs outside!!! and to feed them and leave mama alone.
6:17 am. Loud argument from children over Scooby vs Spongebob.
6:18am. Disturbing crash from kitchen
6:20am. Loud argument inter sped with, "NO WAY, YOU clean it up!"
6:28 am. Shrill screaming and the call, "COYOTE", "COYOTE IN THE YARD"
6:29 am. Me: where? Kids: (random screaming, dogs barking) Me:I can't shoot it if I can't find it!!
6:31 am. Coyote location identified. Go to window. Nice puppy, not a coyote.
6:32 am. Put rifle away and crawl back in bed.
6:35 am. Try to sleep. Boy child jumps on my bed and says that it was William who did all the screaming. Children given instructions to get dressed and do chores.
6:38 am. Children run upstairs and get dressed with the subtly of a herd of bison in a thunderstorm.
6:45 am. House is quiet.
6:46 am. WHACK, THUMP (metallic clump)
6:47 am. Repeat
6:48 am. Get up and go to garage. Disrupt baseball game being played in garage.
6:50 am. House quiet.
6:51 am. SQUEAL thump. Cheer. Squeal thump.
6:53 am. Go downstairs and disrupt soccer game in garage. Stomp feet, make inarticulate noises and point meaningfully at barn.
6:55. Kids do chores.
7:07. Mom. Hey Mom. Mom. Are you awake?
sigh.
And how was your day?
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