Saturday morning Steve was still sick as a dog but H was feeling better and i didn’t want to sit in the house. L was ok so I decided I would risk taking them to my sister’s house. If her fever came back I would just take her home and leave H with the Easter crew. I was tired, as many mothers get, but today in particular was worse with all the sickness going around. SO needless to say my patience level was low. We were cruising along when one of those big yellow Penske trucks drove by. I think they are moving trucks or something. Well anyway L said “look, school bus” and pointed at the truck to
which H replied “no, truck.” This went on and on for the length
of an entire song. Then it escalated to a screaming match and tears followed by
unbuckling of the seat belts and hitting and pulling at each other. I LOST IT!
I pulled over and of course screamed at them to never take their seat belts off
(side bar- this is an annoying discovery that they have figured out and we
spend many moments on the side of the road buckling back up). Anyway, I yelled “IT
IS yellow like a school bus but IT IS a truck! Now knock it off and don’t talk again until we get to Aunt Kate’s!” That should settle it. The proper color returned to my face and my pulse stopped rising as the car was the lovely sound of nothing. Too good to be true
you say? Well you would be correct. A few minutes later very quietly I hear
“it was a school bus”, “no a truck.” I think I got gray hair that day.
Tip o’ the Day: ear plugs….