While blogging last night I made the mistake of not waiting until all of our children were in bed first. At 7:50pm I absent mindedly sent one child into the shower, helped one with a spelling test, while unconsciously saying prayers with yet another. 8:00pm is bedtime in our home and I thought ALL of our kids were in bed.
I was still blogging at 8:16pm, when I heard my youngest, Samuel(age 6) scream, “MMMMAAAWWWMMMMM!” My world quickly came into focus as I realized that the shower was still going…with him still in it! I ran into our bedroom and pulled him out of our shower. Soaking wet and wrinkled like a little prune, he curiously looked up at me as I threw a towel around him. My mom guilt was at an all time high as I apologized to my sweet boy, and kissed his cheeks over and over while drying him off. When out of one squinted eye, he looked up and asked, “How long were you going to keep me in there?” I started laughing and hugged him tightly to my chest. He squeezed out of my grasp and with a worried little smile, emphasizing each word, he asked “No, really mom, how…long… were…you…going…to…keep…me…in…there?”
Mother of the Year 2007? Not a chance…
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