Thursday, June 18, 2009

Return of the Pod Heathens

The Man had a bad day yesterday.
He was tired. The kids were wild.
It was one of those days where I arrived home with my side arm drawn and ready to shoot.
Boo painted my kitchen floor and himself with hooker red nail polish.
Boo and Bug stripped Bug's bed and refused to remake it.
I got home at dinner time and all hell broke loose.
First and foremost, I addressed my war painted preschooler. And when he lied to me, I saw a red that had nothing to do with my nail polish.
Evidently, I hit the scary Mommy face. Because when I had both my boys in front of me and I ordered them to make Bug's bed before they would get their dinner of bread and water.
They were hungry. The bread was only a day old. They were motivated.
And evidently they figured out I meant business, because, without my prompting, Bug began drying and putting up dishes and Boo took care of the dirty clothes and helped his brother.
While I stood back in shock.
They also showered themselves (I turned on the water) and did a good job.
I scared the Pod heathens into a well timed visit.
I'm gonna try it again tonight!

1 comment:

Tara said...

That's CHEATING! The Pod Heathens are supposed to arrive at your doorstop unannounced and uninvited. You can't scare them into a visit. How are the rest of us supposed to get them now?