…If Henry is operating with all 6 cylinders....
Because I don’t feel I have enough to make me insane, I took on coaching my middle daughters D.I. team. (Destination Imagination) The other coach and I being crazy busy decided to have a meeting so that we could get organized.
She has a daughter one year older than Caroline and one that is one year older than Henry. So I thought to myself…hey they can play!
My eldest was on the computer playing SimCity, the others were playing, and we got our work done…all was nice and normal…
I went to the bottom of the stairs with the other coach to call for her daughters as it was time to head home…Henry comes to the top of the stairs with his light saber, leap pad back pack on and a pair of underwear on his head…
To make matters worse when I laughed trying to make it all sound silly and said “Oh did you get those out of your clean laundry basket?” Kind of giving the reassuring look to the woman standing next to me who was sporting a very “unsure about the cleanliness of your house" look He yells…
“No I got them off Marshall’s floor!” Yeah, not really what I wanted to hear…especially when he had them pulled so far down on his head he was peaking through the leg holes…
Marshall came bolting around the corner and ran up the stairs taking them by 4’s, grabbed the underwear off his head and yelled…”That is so gross Henry that’s my dirty underwear…” and stomped off to her room muttering about her privacy...
So who wants to bet how long it will be before we have a meeting at my house again?
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That is so funny :-) There are days I wonder "what was I thinking". As a mother of three teens, all I can say is "I hear you sister"....
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