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Alone....At Last

Today was a milestone day, the first that I've been alone for more than two weeks. I am a mom who definitely likes the company of her kids, but make no mistake. I'm also a person who desperately needs some regular alone time - even if it's just running to the gas station for a quick trip to fill the van with gas. With Muh Main Man out of town for six days, I was beside myself when they declared a snow day at the end of Easter Break yesterday.

You've never seen somebody haul a wheelchair and piggyback a kid into the van as quickly as I did this morning! He was ready too, and thoroughly enjoyed the extra attention he got while sporting his "pimped out wheelchair" as a classmate put it. He feigned annoyance at having to give the same answer a zillion times to "What happened to you?!" but he's more than happy to be going back to school tomorrow.

Tomorrow will also be a milestone day as he gets the casts off both legs and he'll be much more mobile, even if he does need the wheelchair or crutches a bit longer. At least he'll be able to brush his teeth without have to spit and rinse into the barf container we got at the hospital. That thing's going into the can the minute he rinses his mouth in the morning.

This is one of the funnier scenes we've seen during the past two weeks....seems more than just Brainy Boy who was enthralled with The Chair. I even caught Muh Main Man plopped in it once or twice. My good deed for the day was to entertain the elderly drycleaning delivery man with a cup of coffee while he waited for his boss to come tow him out of my snowed in driveway. Muh Main Man went out of town before the worst of the snowfall, so my driveway remained unplowed. I cleared what I could but the snow was entirely too heavy to shovel. Delivery guy didn't follow my van tracks well enough and slid off into the ditch. Rather than make him wait in his tipped-sideways van, I brought him in for a cup 'a joe. It always irks Muh Main Man when I do that, and believe it or not, it happens quite regularly. Weird too, as I'm not generally the entertaining type. Must be something about that "stranded along the wayside stranger" type that softens me up a bit. Besides, I always mention that I'm a kickboxer to make 'em think twice about trying anything funny ;)

Comments

Melanie said…
Alone time sure sounds nice.... it's been over 6 months since I've had that. I guess I have a few more years 'til that happens. But I know it will be here all too soon.
Unknown said…
I'll have to agree, I love my alone time too. And so happy Brainy Boy was ready to spread his wings.
Mary Ellen said…
What in the wide world is Brain boy wearing!?!?! It looks like a red leotard!!! But knowing my dear cuz like I do I can't see him allowing his son to parade around in that!

Maybe keeping a can of mace and a butcher knife laying along side the coffee pot when invited strangers come a knockin' will keep said cuz calmer....
Anonymous said…
I almost forgot that there was such a thing as alone time! Thanks for the reminder. :-) Mary, I think brainy boy is wearing a red shirt, blue pants and sitting on a red pillow. Am I right?
JenLo said…
Thank you, Allana. You got the outfit right! No leotards in sight.
Mary Ellen said…
Oh brother! I can see it now - I thought he was laying on his STOMACH with his legs out behind him! I thought the blue was a pillow. "-) Eyes must have been playing tricks on me. Funny thing is the two things I was thinking were is he must have a very strong back to lay like that and the second was I wondered who had to lift him up and put him in that position!!!

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