We have this rule in our house that the oldest kid can’t be up before 7, or when it’s light out. You know, whichever is later. *shrug* Keeps momma happy! So when at 6:30 a.m. Friday I heard her door creak open and her annoying children’s music got louder upstairs, I let it play out for a few minutes, thinking she’d go talk to my husband who had just gotten home the night before from a business trip and was working upstairs. Nothing. No bathroom noises, etc. Hmm…
So I quietly tiptoed up the stairs where she was ‘working’ at her desk and told her to go back to bed. She looked completely flabbergasted and started to protest. I told her it wasn’t 7 and to go back to bed… and she said ‘but… but.. how did you get up here’… ummm ‘I walked with my feet, dear’… ‘but, but… how did you know I was AWAKE!?!’.. hmmm ‘well dear I have eyes everywhere, I know everything’……silence…’now go back to bed’…
EVIL MOMMY!
My husband waited for the door to close, popped his headphones off and gave me a virtually silent ‘go mom’ cheer and then resumed working. Sometimes… I amaze myself…
Now she’ll wonder where all my ‘eyes’ are that I can see upstairs.. Bwah ha ha!
