antibiotics. ear drop. pain killers.
and i’m still “mom of the year”.
who would have thought.
you need a ride home from the game (of the team you aren’t even going to their school)?
you need a bow tie instead of a tie for tomorrow nights homecoming?
you need me to ship you some tampons and snacks in a care package? don’t they have a drug store some where in los angeles?
you need me to check the mail for something that is coming to you from a company i never worked for?
“i will be home 5 minutes before we take him to his party tomorrow night for the dance!!” um, so i need to get him ready, fill the car with gas and make sure i have directions to someones house i’ve never been to before?
you need that same tennis tshirt washed every day this week? i smelled the arm pits last night and decided it was ok.
the cat pooped. again? and i should take it out every time? i didn’t even vote to get a cat. funny how the cat poops 10 minutes after he leaves for school.
homemade cookies? i know they taste better. but we have store bought in the pantry. oh, you need them by tomorrow and i will be judges as a mom. by other perfect moms?
we are out of tp? does anyone realize there is a store just a few short blocks away?
manicure? i’d love one. oh, no time? that figures.
only 5 more days of antibiotics. and hopefully i will be able to hear and sleep again. prayers please.
ps… mom, thanks for stopping by today with the thermometer (because i know we have one and do not know where it could possibly be, and the soup…. yes…. soup!). i always need my mom. i love my mom.