This morning a rare thing happened, Em and Z decided to play quietly with the toys in the living room TOGETHER. This is unheard of, Em’s not much for playing alone with Z he likes to push her buttons even though he loves her to pieces. I figured I’d take advantage of this rare opportunity and I laid myself down on the couch. A few moments go by and Z asked me if he could turn on Treehouse, I responded with “sure”. I thought for sure he was done playing with Em, but after he turned it on he sat down right next to her and started playing again.
*Sigh* Another episode of Toopy and Binoo, I’ve already seen it and figured so had Z considering I don’t sit and watch Treehouse alone. (I mean of course it used to be a hobby, but since then I’ve had three kids. Ha Ha I’m only kidding.) I asked him if we could turn the channel, Teletoon Retro, PBS kids, anything but this show. “No, mom I haven’t seen this one” was the response I got, FINE I guess we’ll watch it…again.
The lights in the bathroom were off, there was lit candles around the tub and I was enjoying a nice hot bubble bath, there was no crying kids sitting on the bathroom floor, nothing to stress me out,and no responsibilities. It was so peaceful and relaxing….
*WHOOSH* My eyes shot opened just as I started coughing, I was gasping for air as water kept hitting me in the face. I realized I was laying down on the couch, I heard my son say “I got a bucket of water to wake you up, because you fell asleep”. I noticed Em splashing in a puddle of water that had just fallen from my head to the floor. My first thought was “How long was I asleep?”, staring at the TV Toopy and Binoo was still on, I hadn’t even been a sleep longer then a couple of minutes. I was completely bummed out that it had just been a dream, I also thanked my 3 year old for the second shower. I’m thinking that tonight is going to be a early night, this mama needs a bath and some sleep!