Woke up early to have some quiet time (and to start the laundry so basketball uniforms would be ready for tonight)---within 15 minutes Boss was up (5:15 am) wanting to talk about spring break. Seriously this child better become a lawyer--fortunately he was interrupted by his brother who was coughing up mucous. (Okay maybe that's not fortunate for William, but it got me out of the conversation--it's all about me.) Told William to get in a hot shower, put the monkey bread in the oven, and began looking for medicine. Boss, "Mama I just have a cough it's not asthma." "This isn't about you. I'm looking for your brother." Boss, "It's always about me and whether I have asthma. I'm pretty sure I've out grown it." Seriously I just wanted some mucinex for William.
Caroline entered--"Can someone crack my back?" I told her I only knew how to do it by stepping on the back--Boss, "I can do it. Cross your arms." (I'm not sure this is safe, but at least he didn't bring spring break back up). Everything seemed to settle down; I sat down with my coffee and to answer an email from a friend asking me about faith and parenting (she should probably read my response with caution...). I didn't sit for long.
Caroline, "Are you sure my uniform is in the wash?" "YES!" I almost shouted with a tone that said how dare you doubt me while at the same time I was heading to the basement to double check. As I passed Caroline she also began coughing. "It's starting to sound like a TB ward in this house. And SK is at school sounding just as bad." Caroline, "I know. SK gave it to me." I was halfway down the stairs but felt the need to say, "She may have given it to you, but she didn't even see the boys." Caroline, "Obviously you are not a doctor. I saw her and before I showed symptoms I spread the germs to the boys." Why I walked back upstairs I'll never know, but I did and poked my head around the corner, "You aren't a doctor either." "Katherine, I'm in season five of Gray's Anatomy. I'm practically 1/2 way through medical school."
I returned to the kitchen with confidence that the basketball uniform was in the dryer. "I'll bring it to you this morning." Boss, "Wait, bring it at lunch so Charlotte can hang out with us." I asked what time lunch was and realized I was going to be at a lunch at the same time. "Well just drop her off with me and then come back and get her." "Boss, I cannot drop a 2 year old off at Collegiate." "We'll just tell people she's shadowing. It's never too early to start looking at your high school options." I think he may have been serious, but we finally agreed I'd come during a break--
As I was putting monkey bread in a bag for Caroline's friend Rachel who spent the night last night Caroline asked, "Can I have some coffee?" I reminded her I've said no every morning. Boss, "Why can't she?" Caroline, "She thinks it will stunt my growth. I mean look how tiny I am. Even these (pointing to her chest) haven't been stunted." "Caroline!!!!" Poor Shawn who was facing Caroline throughout will just never be the same--what am I talking about? I'll never be the same, so I fled to the den. She followed....
Boss came in and started putting on his cologne. As opposed to when he was in middle school and bathed in axe, he does a good job. I looked up and he was spraying his pants. "What are you doing?" (Why do I ask questions?) "They haven't been washed in a couple of days. I only have one pair." "Go get another this weekend." Honestly he has a car, a debit card and has no problem asking me on a regular basis to transfer money. Caroline, "You thought he was spraying his privates didn't you?" (She actually didn't say "privates" but I do have some filter...) Rachel's parents will never let her stay here again..
"Y'all just go!" They all walked over, kissed me and as Caroline added,"Katherine, don't forget to bring Charlotte to us." I hope Charlotte's ready for this....
