I had illustrious plans for today’s naptime. First I was going to cut my own hair, using twelve combs I got at the dollar store and the scissors I bought years ago. Why twelve combs? Would you buy ONE comb for a dollar or a pack of twelve? I bought twelve. That way the children can lose eleven of them and I can still have a comb.<\/p>\n
People with curly hair don’t keep a lot of combs around, you see. Combs and curly hair are like carbs and Dr. Atkins. They just don’t get along.<\/p>\n
And I was going to write, and clean the kitchen, and do some yoga. Oh and nap! Because I am so tired because I stayed up late two nights in a row. But then I had to take some ibuprofen and wait for it to work because when I get tired (or hot? or sit in the wrong position? I don’t know) I get this headache. I think in another five years it will be a migraine. Right now it is just a headache.<\/p>\n
It took so long for the ibuprofen to kick in that by the time I could lie down for a little snooze it was already 2:10 pm. Naptime starts at 1:30. Trombone, if he is not napping, which he usually is not these days, has to stay in his room till 2:30. So I had 20 minutes to nap. Except then Trombone, who is not napping today, started opening his door and sighing.<\/p>\n
*Sigh.*<\/p>\n
“What is the matter,” I said. It was rhetorical. A) There is nothing wrong and B) I don’t care.
\n“Well my throat hurts,” he said.
\n“Have a drink of water,” I suggested.<\/p>\n
OK, I am not as callous as you think; he and I had already had this conversation at 2 AM. He woke me up to tell me his throat hurt and he couldn’t yawn. He really needed to yawn! So I told him to go back to sleep and then all his problems would be solved.<\/p>\n
But this morning he did some more Experimenting With Hulk Rage Shrieking and so his throat is sore, still, some more. Wow, 4 year olds are angry people! He sure does some shrieking lately.<\/p>\n
“Close your door,” I said. He cried. I closed the door anyway.<\/p>\n
That exchange took five minutes so now I am not napping but my headache is gone and I remembered that this morning I found The Best PitStick in the Whole World. You might (or might not) remember a few years ago (ed note: though it feels like years, it is only 18 months ago, actually<\/i>) when I bought the Happy Time With Caring Bamboo Body Cream? (You can read about it here<\/a>) Well hold on to your hats, now, there is Happy Time deodorant! OMG! BBQ! It lasts 24 hours which means I will be Happy 24 Hours.<\/p>\n It’s working already. See? <\/p>\n I had illustrious plans for today’s naptime. First I was going to cut my own hair, using twelve combs I got at the dollar store and the scissors I bought years ago. Why twelve combs? Would you buy ONE comb … Continue reading ![\"\"](\"http:\/\/torturedpotato.com\/cheeseblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/happytime.jpg\" "\\"Even")
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