We have to keep a chain lock on the outside of the Beast's door. He's an escape artist, and we don't want him wandering the neighborhood when he wakes up at 3 in the morning. When he wakes up in the morning, he just opens his door as far as he can, and yells to me to come get him up.
Yesterday, I was on the phone taking care of some appts. when he called to me. So, it took me ten minutes to get in there. He is used to this, and just goes back into his bed and reads while he waits.
When I came in to get him, he was happily reading a book. He didn't appear to have a care in the world. I flashed the lights to let him know I was in there, and he looked up with a look of delighted surprise. "Mom! You're NOT dead! It's good to see you!"
So, at some point, my kid decided that I must be dead due to my late arrival time, but none of that seemed to bother him. He could have at least faked a tear or two, couldn't he?? Nothin'. At least a moment of silence would have been nice.
This is the wacky story of our wild and crazy lives with six insane kids. Two are Deaf. Two have had major health issues. At least one is plotting to take over the world. Two are the reigning princesses of the house. Read and laugh about our lives to feel better about your's.
3 comments:
At least he was glad you weren't dead. Instead of "dang it, you're still here..."
LOL I love what Katie said!! HAHAHAHHA!
LOL you're kid is priceless and ditto Katie.
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