I wish that sometimes I could take my son's energy, bottle it and sell it. I could make an instant fortune and retire - and retire well.
He's generally a pretty laid back little guy, but he has energy to burn...that is, unless it's 6:00 in the morning and I'm trying to get him up for school.
So he's sitting at the breakfast table this morning, half-heartedly eating his oatmeal, when he turns to me and says (with a total straight face), 'Mama, I need some caffeine, can I have a coffee??'
Apple juice up the nose.
Not comfortable.... 'What???' I sputtered. 'Why do you need something with caffeine?' I ask thinking at the same time, where did this idea come from?
'I need energy Mom!!'
'...then eat your oatmeal, that will give you plenty of energy.'
'But why do I have to eat my oatmeal??'
'Cause I said so'....oy! I'm sounding more like my mother as the days go by. (Not that there's anything wrong with that, Mom).
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I hate to be commenting on every one of your posts...but I can't help myself. I'm so glad I wasn't drinking apple juice too when I read this!
PS...play your scrabble word on Facebook
hi,
Looks like your son is about to embark into the almost adult world of "Oh, is it morning yet?" I am happy to knwo that you have had a wonderful trip and that you are "full of energy"> Love ya
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