Destiny Herndon-DeLaRosa

Muffins With Mom

In Uncategorized on March 27, 2018 at 9:06 pm

6:45am…

Eddie: “Mom…. mom…. mom…. wake up…”

Me: *burying my head under a pillow* “No…. leave me alone.”

Eddie: “Mom, we forgot to tell you… it’s ‘Muffins with Mom’ today… can you please get up and take us?”

Me: “What…. no… nooooo….. why didn’t anyone tell me about this last night? …I barely got any sleep… I’m not going… sorry…”

6:47am…

Eddie: “Mom, pleeeeeeeeease?”

Me: “No, absolutely not. Sorry, but I need fair warning for stuff like this so I have time to get ready… you can’t just wake me up ten minutes before a thing….”

6:49am… they send in the big guns…

Abrahm: “Des, I know they didn’t tell you, and I totally understand if you don’t wanna go, but Max is saying he’s just gonna go sit next to his locker and cry if you can’t come.”

#%*$!

Max.

My kryptonite.

Shrewd move, De La Rosa.

I get up. Throw on a bra. Look like hot garbage as I drag my half-asleep ass to the car.

Crap. I forgot to get a stupid mug. Eddie offers to run back in. Eiffel tells her to pick a good one.

I sit and grumble while waiting.

She comes back with… wait for it…

A Wonder Woman mug.

Inner monologue: “Seriously Ed? I *barely* agreed to come to ‘Muffins with Mom… ‘with MOM’… I’m kind of a crucial part of this event and even still I wasn’t feelin’ it to the point that your dad actually offered to throw on a wig and take y’all because he knew this would be unpleasant for everyone involved if I did agree to get up and go. I’m not the super hero in this fam, not even close. I’m basically in my pajamas, didn’t bother to run a comb through the purple bird’s nest on my head, and I *think* I brushed my teeth but I’m only like 85% sure because my eyes weren’t actually open as I fumbled around the bathroom 3 and a half minutes ago… so why Eddie? Why are you mocking me with this mug?!”

What I actually said…

“Seriously, Eddie?”

What she replied…

“Yep. Perfect for you.”

I’m glad my children understand that even the act of getting out of bed is a heroic feat for some.

…little punks.
Screen Shot 2018-03-27 at 4.04.21 PM.png

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: