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I woke up this morning (the first VIMless morning of the week) to find both cats draped over me – one across my knees, one across my arm and chest. As I started to move around, both cats followed me closely. Everywhere I went. For at least an hour they were hot on my trail. I sat down on the futon to watch the news, they sat down on my lap. I sat down to post the Catch 22 meme, they sat on my lap and mousepad.
Give me some space, felines!
I just realized a few minutes ago that they were no longer in the same room. I just got up to get more coffee, and as I walked into the kitchen, the cats were both sitting at the sliding glass door, looking out at a leaf on the deck. They both turned to look at me at the same time, both with an identical look of disdain, as if they were saying, “can we not get ANY privacy around here?”
Damn brats.
I had a great time with my nieces yesterday. The morning started out as a lesson in what many parents go through every day:
The 10yr old and I took the 5yr old to dance class, which started at 10am, then went back home for a few minutes, then back to the dance studio to drop off the 10yr old at her 11am class and to pick up the 5yr old. Back home for a few minutes (which I spent discussing the solar system with a very smart 5yr old), then a few minutes of duck feeding and train watching, and back to the studio at 12:30 to pick up the 10yr old. Then off to the candy store so we could check out their Webkinz display. By that time the 5yr old (who may be able to intelligently discuss the solar system but is STILL 5 years old) was tired and hungry and kept ringing the little bell that was tied to the front door handle. Oh My God. That shrill little bell.
Anyhow. WE made it back home in short order, had a quick lunch, then settled in to watch a movie. I kept thinking to myself – That was only 5 hours. How do parents do this All Day, Every Single Day? And the kids were GOOD (except for that shrill little bell from hell). I honestly don’t know if I have what it takes to be a parent. I’m a kick-ass aunt, no doubt about that, but what would I do if I didn’t have anyone to hand the kids off to at the end of the day?
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LOL. I wonder this myself. I’m now meeting my “nephew” (same definition as your nieces) every Monday at his house when he gets off the bus. I’m only there with him for about an hour. But one day in November, he has OFF, and I have to be there at 7AM to spend the day with him. Until about 4PM or so. That’s NINE hours. I’m already wondering what in the world we will do for that amount of time!!
Comment by Kacey September 16, 2007 @ 9:34 am
Yup. I loved being a mom to my daughter. But I admit I was glad when she was old enough to send of to school. *gasp* Did I just say that? And for two years I homeschooled her. Part of that time was a little bit of hell. *again! gasping!* And now, she is closing in on twenty. And I’m so grateful to have had the time I did with her, but I was never cut out to be the mom to more than one. For sure. There was a definite limit to my patience as a parent. I was good with her, but being an Aunt is a definite cool gig.
Comment by Keri September 16, 2007 @ 12:24 pmWith my kids and nieces & nephew all being so close in age I am not sure what sort of Aunt I am (except with my goddaughter I know I was a kick ass “Aunt” then!) I do wonder how parents of like a brood of ten do it though-really though Elle and Kacey I would lay money down you would be wonderful mothers!
Comment by hlzysk September 17, 2007 @ 2:05 pm