Anyway, after waking up several times and putting earplugs in to not hear a crying baby...and then going in to feed her anyway, I heard my children get up at 6:24 am.
Why?
The same reason I got up early when I was little- Saturday morning cartoons! (Along with my parents, I'm pretty sure we are the only ones left on the planet without cable- or so my kids tell me:)
I might add here, that I have taught my children that if they are hungry and I'm not up, they would do better to beg food off of someone in the street as opposed to getting me up.
Being the independent, smart kids they are, they decided to get some breakfast. I use the term breakfast loosely here. Breakfast at our house is the term related to anything that is eaten in the morning, especially dinner leftovers and ice cream.
Here is what I hear next:
Slam..(the microwave door) beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, etc. (each beep is an "add 30 sec.")
A few minutes later:
Hey, what smells...OH NO!!! IT"S BURNED!!!
When I had to get up to feed Sweet Pea, I smelled what they were talking about. So after feeding her, I found my way downstairs where I found my children all snuggled in blankets (I have to have it cold at night- thanks Dad:) with ice cream bowls recently emptied on the counter and a bowl with burned marks in the sink.
On the counter was an opened bag of pasta cheese tortellini. Not the frozen kind. Not the microwavable kind (?) The kind you are supposed to boil. By the way, you really do need to boil them. They won't cook in the microwave.
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My kids have learned not to wake me up, too. Sometimes my oldest decides to make eggs for breakfast. I woke up to egg burned pans for a long time before she started getting it right.
I few years ago my dad asked me where everyone had put the antennas on their houses (he noticed his was the only house with one visible). I had to explain that we were obn of the few people left on the planet earth without cable.
And my husband makes fun of my idea of "staying up late" all the time.
That's too funny! My son will just bring me what he wants. "Ma, ma, ma....MAMMAI!!!" It always works, I get up. Either that, or he throws something at me. Usually his bear.
And don't feel bad, I have to have the house frigid to sleep, too (thanks, Dad!), and my in-laws not only don't have cable or satellite, they live in an area where you CAN'T get either. So you're not alone.
Becky, that's hilarious! I loved reading about this. I love and miss you!
LOVE independent kids! And this was the best story!
Guess what Beck-Mom and Dad have cable now!! I think you are the only one left! I too have to have the house really cold at night-everyone else in the house freezes!! YOur kids crack me up! Halle and Lizzie are pros at climbing on the counter to get to the microwave about the stove!
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