Wednesday, December 8, 2010

When Mom is down, the kids

I have decided that when you become a mom, you should automatically become exempt from illness. Except I'm not in charge, so there's no free pass on this one. I am recovering from stomach flu, which had me down for a full 24 hours, not including the 6 hour build-up where I felt crummy. While I was confined to my bed, the kids took care of themselves. They turned the TV on by themselves. They dumped a box of cereal on the floor by themselves.  They took one bite out of every apple we had in the fridge and left the rest for me to pick up later. Much later. After Pierce left for school, Caroline took care of Charlotte.  She made sure they had plenty of string cheese and potato chips to last them all afternoon. Or until I got up to put Charlotte down for a nap.  Then Caroline was truly on her own.  That's when the munchies attacked in full force. She came to me with every snack option available.  And then some. She consumed a lot of yogurt yesterday. And string cheese. And Fruity Pebbles. And BBQ chips. We are officially out of snack food.  But I'm officially out of bed.

I came downstairs to this sight:

That's right. Even in the face (or mouth?) of illness, these dishes did NOT run away. Bless you, dishes. What would I have done without you? On the upside, the dishwasher was unloaded, only because all the other dishes were used and sitting in the sink.

One bite at a time.

Or in this case, one dish at a time.


  1. I came over from Mormon Mommy Blogs and wanted to say Hi. I have a Caroline also. Mine is 20 months.

    Why is it that nobody knows how to do dishes by themselves except for moms?