At dinner, Ezekiel has a pretty standard routine: run around the table like a mad man, refuse to eat a damn thing, and then paw and poke at Mama while she tries to shovel in food before she jumps up to avoid being bitten.
Last night, Zeke enhanced his performance with a stunning three-part grand finale!
Part One: Climb behind Mama and bash skull into the back of hers. Hard. Really hard. Hard enough to cause throbbing in the front of her head and pressure behind her eyes.
Part Two: While Mama is reeling from the pain, climb into her lap and bash skull backwards, smacking into her upper teeth with full force.
Part Three: While Mama quietly sobs, run from Papa, choke on broccoli, and commence puking. And puking. And puking. Until the entire kitchen is bathed in puke.
Awesome.
So, this is what you were looking for when you begged for more blogs...concussion and puke stories? Right?
Yes, I need this, so that the chaos in my life does not seem so extreme! Knowing that other mothers have good days and bad days, makes me feel normal. Thanks :)
Posted by: Hannah | December 20, 2008 at 07:31 AM
Geez I feel bad about pressuring you for more blogs now.
Posted by: Gerry D | December 21, 2008 at 11:32 AM