On Saturday we got a ton of snow. The Husband left for class bright and early and the kids were quick to come in and wake me up for breakfast. They couldn't wait to go out in the snow. So we ate and being the good wife that I am (pat myself on the back), I went out and shoveled. The kids came out to play and all was well.
Later that afternoon, after shoveling, laundry, baking and seeing Santa, I decided to take a little nap. The husband was sawing logs already in his chair. The son was coloring quietly and the daughter was watching tv in our room. Needless to say, I was sound asleep in minutes! If you are a mom, you probably know what's coming. Dad can sleep the afternoon away without being disturbed, but not mom. As soon as she falls asleep the phone will ring or a butt will need wiped. It's inevitable.
So I'm dozing when all of a sudden, I hear in a loud stage whisper, "Mom, mom"
"I'm trying to sleep, please leave mommy alone"
"But mom, I have to tell you something really important"
He's 5 - everything is really important!
"What?"
"Do you know that when you celebrate Hannukah you get to get presents for 8 NIGHTS IN A ROW" He is really excited and the stage whisper is now an all out yell.
"I know, that's really cool isn't it"
He goes back to coloring and I start to doze again.
"Mom, mom"
"Yes son?"
"Can we do that Hannukah thing too?"
"No, we are a different religion so we have Christmas instead"
"That's not fair - stupid Christmas"
And he goes back to coloring. I go back to sleep but 5 minutes later he needs his butt wiped so the nap never did happen. He has asked at least 4 more times if we can have Christmas for 8 nights but I'm not going for it.
