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So I Read This Book Yesterday…

So I Read This Book Yesterday….

June 4, 2013 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment

So, I’m Now Officially Fred Flintstone

I forgot my anniversary. It’s today. My husband knows I forgot. (Big sigh).

Here’s how I found out…

Man: (smiling) “So, tomorrow’s a big day.”

Me: (frowning) “Yeah, I can’t believe you have an early-morning meeting. You have GOT to plan better. Now I have to get all three kids to school and I said I’d bring Caveman in early so the teacher could help get him into school.” (Caveman becomes absolutely primal when he has to go to school. Thrashing, biting, pulling hair-it’s ugly.)

Man: “What else is going on tomorrow.”

Me: “I don’t know. I need to get Mini-Man a haircut. He is starting to look like those scary guys who sit outside RiteAid. And, I think I have to conference with his teacher. Why? What else is up?”

And then it dawned on Me.

Me: “I can’t believe I forgot our anniversary. I’m sorry. I’m just preoccupied. We should NEVER have gotten married in January. (Of course it was Me who insisted on the month and day). It’s too hard to remember with so much going on.”

Man: “It’s okay.”

Now Man and Me do not usually do full-on celebrations of anniversaries. Cards are exchanged. We go to dinner. No gifts.

But of course, this year HAD to be the year Man went all out.

During the bedtime routine, Man tucked an envelope under Me’s pillow.

Me: “Aaww, how cute. Should I wait til tomorrow? No, forget that. I want to see it now.”

Inside the envelope was a sweet card. Not like the usual ones Man gives that are funny but full of innuendo. And the message Man wrote inside went way beyond the standard,” I love you and I’m glad you still put up with me.”

Me: (reading aloud) ” Pack your bags for an overnight trip with target departure on Friday at 4pm.”

Now most wives would be brought to tears because of this considerate gesture. Me was brought to tears, but for different reasons.

Me: “I can’t believe you did this. Now I feel horrible. I forgot our anniversary. I am the worst. I am sooo lame.”

After much reassurance that Man is okay with being forgotten, I fell asleep… Only to be awakened a few hours later by Mini-Me who had awoken from one of her bad dreams.

I don’t even ask Mini-Me about her dreams anymore. The last one she described involved characters from iCarly and was extremely complicated.

I now just put Mini-Me back to bed and hope someday The Family will all get some sleep.

And maybe I’ll even start remembering the important events in my life. Don’t count on it, but I’ll keep you posted…

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