You Know It's The End of Summer When...
You know it's the end of summer when your six year old comes running in the house from playing with the kids in the cul de sac. Dripping wet from the neighborhood "Water Wars," he has blood gushing from his knee to his ankle.
And my first reaction? After looking up from my laptop, I yelled for him to clean up the water he dripped on my clean hardwood floors from the front door to the kitchen.
What? What?
Heartless, I know.
Yep, proud moment. But hey, what's another scratched knee, stubbed toe, road-rashed elbow when it comes to summer fun playing on the street? Really. Plus, he wasn't crying. He was matter of fact.
So matter of fact he was that I told him to wipe up the floor with a paper towel and then wipe his knee up. My kids are nothing if not independent.
So independent that CG and I discovered this later:
He said, "Mommy, I was too lazy to get my own band aid so I used a paper towel and tape." Yes, I vaguely remember hearing tape being used.
Hmmph.
More like lazy mommy. Yes, my friends, it's time for another Pin Up Mommy of the Year Award.
"My six year uses scotch tape to dress his own boo-boos."
On the bright side, he has a bright future in the medical profession, eh? Hastily improvised self-medicining just makes a mother proud.
Sigh.
Apathy, thy name is Motherhood at the end of summer vacation...
3 comments:
Oh, that is hilarious! A mom after my own heart!
Mel
(of the Diet Naked Blog and Actual Unretouched Photo) . . . glad to have found you!
Yeah, summer needs to end ASAP. Once school supplies are procured, that's it for me - my brain goes into post-Labor Day syndrome. And that doesn't mean I just change my shoes and purse from summery white to autumnal choco-brown. It means I get a little of my adult sanity back.
-bm
P.S. Thx for the visit and comment yesterday!
Mel: Me too. We barely qualified Moms should stick together. :)
The Beast Mom: Yep, supplies procured and so ready to launch my baby birds out of nest.
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