That’s right – we have storm surges over here on the
Lets call this Hurricane T. Wayne….no, no….Hurricane Tyler W….
Gusts of destruction everywhere I look.
5:00 PM The hurricane wakes from his nap, gets attention from his progenitors
5: The hurricane dumps out the box of toys all over the living room
5:06 PM The hurricane takes lids off all the markets and paints his toe nails, fingernails, his arm, the tip of his nose, and my personal favorite – his corduroy covered rear end.
5:07 PM Hurricane needs some gulf stream-like nourishment to enhance his power – tries to pour grapenuts into his bowl, somehow missed totally the bowl and grapenuts scatter quickly all over the kitchen and living room floor, all the kitchen chairs, and of course, the table. Can we say WALKING HAZARD – the grapenuts, that is..
Hurricane finds his way into progenitors quarters – gets the computer mouse, and takes out the batteries. His new favorite game. Puts them in his pocket…and he’s OFF!
5:17 Hurricane Wayne goes into room looking for a book, dumps out the ENTIRE 3 shelf books case full of at least 150 books in pursuit. We will never know if he found what he was looking for, the there is a 3 foot storm surge of books in that area of the room.
After being told NO for a show, Hurricane T. Wayne goes into the family room and dumps out the cars. Who can keep up with this?
Mom goes to the computer to check something and DARN IT – where are those batteries for the mouse.
The enraging pursuit begins to find the batteries and STOP THE INSANITY!!!!
If anyone wants to ever know what we moms do in a day – is it really hard to see how just ONE child can be time consuming. Multiply that by the number of kids you have – you can see why we need a brake. We are on RED ALERT status from the moment our beloved hurricanes make landfall from their peaceful slumber!!