Why I Never Have Time To Post Anymore

My friend tells me today how busy she has been.  Her family is coming in for a visit tonight and they have been crazily rushing about to prepare.  Up early this morning, she tells her oldest daughter, Modern Pre-schooler's little friend, to hurry up and eat her breakfast so that they can get out the door to finish all their errands.  Fiddling with her cereal and taking up way too much time playing with breakfast, oldest daughter begins to pick at her nose.  Modern Pre-schooler does the same on a regular basis as if searching for her frontal lobe.  Modern Mommy's mommy friend does not pay much attention to this at first and is mostly annoyed that this is all taking so long. Did I mention there is a little sister in the picture just like Modern Toddler?  More on that later.  Modern Friend now catches on that there may be something to this nose thing.  In fact, there is a nasal situation.  Daughter has shoved a piece of mini-wheat way up her nose.  Modern Friend is determined NOT to turn this event into a trip to the ER.  All attempts at removal unsuccessful.  Time wasting.   Meanwhile, previously mentioned little sister has made her way to the bathroom.  Finding an entire roll of toilet paper unattended, decides it must belong somewhere else.  She gently places the roll in the bowl and happily begins to splash about.  Back at the ranch, Mommy friend has invented a way to extract mini-wheat.  She finds a drinking straw and creates enough suction to release cereal just within reach of the very official medical grade household forceps.  No ER, relatively little damage to the bathroom and they were off to buy food in bulk.

Nothing happened here today.

Glad someone had an eventful day with material I could steal, this is called mounting an offensive.  Sad? Probably.  But if I cannot write about my own life, the very least someone else can do is provide me with a story.

Comments

[Nikki]

Wow, and that was just in the morning. Gotta love kids!