Doctor Dolittle or Snow White

On January 14, 2012, in First Set, Mom, Second Set, by Jennifer McPherson

Toddlers, preschoolers and teenagers!  Ugh… I love all of them, however, at the end of the day after I have picked up the same toy for the one hundred thousandth time and argued about how much I KNOW NOTHING with my teen, I am absolutely ready for some ME time.  What does that mean?  It means I want to sit on my slightly larger than it used to be badonkadonk, sip my coffee and stare at the wall and ceiling for at least a half hour straight.

What really happens?  I get my cup of coffee, place it on the windowsill behind the couch. Plop my chunky monkey butt down on the couch in preparation of mindless wall staring.  Ahhh, I can almost feel the total relaxation.  

D’oh!  Within a minute, the cat is on the windowsill and knocks over my coffee!  My beautiful full cup of coffee that was screaming out my name …Jenny…sip me…. Oh so good, piping hot deliciousness!  And I did not get a SINGLE sip.

Cleaning the mess I think to myself, who needed that coffee anyhow, it is late after all. I would be up for hours. Indeed, it was a sign.

Ahhh, back on the badonkadonk, when I begin to feel like Dr. Dolittle or maybe snow white when she puts out her hand and the birds gently land on her arm and all the animals of the forest surround her singing cheerfully.  Except for me it is the cat that sits on the back of the couch behind my head and thinks my hairs is some kind of monster threat that he must immediately attack with fully opened claws and kill.  And my lap has become a puppy playground to include shark like puppy teeth puncturing my cozy socked feet. 

So I guess it’s really not anything like the Snow White scenario. Oh if only.

I throw the cat, grab a puppy chew toy and allow him to remain on my lap.  Ahhhh let the peace begin!

Within moments, cat is back. This time the look in his eyes tell me he promises to be good.  Like the sucker I am, I allow him to remain.  Puppy falls asleep on my lap, cat begins to snooze into slumber next to my head.  I begin to feel like Snow White.  If the toddler and preschooler were awake, rest assured they would squeeze in on my lap where ever they could.

Let the relaxation begin!

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