The day has finally arrived when all four kids conspired to freak me out and totally succeeded.
I was on deadline today which I now know they know is the right time to get away with a) playing indoor soccer…in the living room that has two chandeliers and a ceiling fan b) taking turns jumping from the top bunk bed onto a huge exercise ball c) trying to ride that same gigantic exercise ball down the stairs and d) filling buckets with water and dripping a wet carpet trail from the bathroom to the play kitchen in their bedroom.
“Mama, come here!” they called. “Come try to find us.”
I thought it was another one of those hide ‘n’ seek games where I know exactly where they’re hiding because it’s so obvious but I pretend to be clueless as I look in all the wrong places.
“Are you in the closet? Noooo…How about behind this curtain? Noooo.”
And then I finally zoom in on at least one of them hiding under their covers and proceed to squeeze the different parts of their body, musing out loud what they could be.
“This feels like a foot,” as I wiggle an elbow. “Hmmm, this must be your butt,” I say as I squeeze a head. Their giggles instantly give themselves away.
Yeah, well…that’s what I did. But this time, no giggles. And when I lifted the cover.
I screamed and jumped back, because….because….just look for yourself.Holy crap is right. It’s an Aumie Dummy…a daummy?
Of course they all jumped out from under the bed laughing hysterically at mama and reenacting my reaction over and over again.
I’m sure tomorrow is going to be a hat day for me as I’ll wake up with many more gray hairs than I went to bed with. How long do you give me til my hair’s completely white? Here’s a clue: in about 9 years there will be a 13, 14, 16 and 17 year-old under my roof all at once. So please send all the cute hats my way.