Tuesday, June 22, 2010

10 Minutes Alone or More Aptly Titled "An Exercise in Futility"

Marco is home sick. Around 1:00, I tried to take a shower. Made sense since I was covered in spit up and had to completely change anyway.

1:02pm. Shower door opens. "Mom, Chiara is crying." Door slams shut.
1:03pm. Shower door opens, DVD in hand. "Mom, can I watch this movie?"
1:04pm. Bathroom door opens, giggling ensues. "What are you doing? Get out of my drawers."
1:05pm. Shower door opens. "Here mom." He hands me a pumice stone. "Thanks Marco, but I don't need that right now. Can you put that back?" More rummaging through my drawers occurs, followed by a much too long silence.
1:10pm. Giggling followed by shower door opening and a smiling face covered in makeup. This is when I gave up and got out of the shower.

Get everything back in order, get Chiara calmed down, get myself dressed.

1:23pm Go back in bathroom to brush my hair. Open drawer that contains brush. "Marco! Where is my hairbrush?" "I don't know."

1 comment:

Dan said...

Uncle Dan congratulates Marco for his ingenuity and perserverance.