"Steve? What is that noise?"
"..."
"For Pete's sake." *gets out of bed and pads across the hall when sleeping mate refuses to acknowledge my existence after head meets pillow.*
CRASH! "What the...?" *opens oldest child's bedroom door*
"Nice Throw! I got the 10 pin, Mama!"
There sits the oldest of our brood, about 12 mini Mt. Dew bottles he's saved up over time, empty of course, and his wooden train tracks set out to act as bowling lanes. A proud and pleased grin graces his face while he does some sort of "raise the roof" woot woot type of dance.
"Son, let's do this tomorrow and not at a time when even God is taking a power nap. M-kay?"
*head nod in the affirmative from boy*
I'll miss these days when he's up for unknown reason playing his Mt. Dew bowl-a-rama game at 3am and they are replaced with worries of what he is doing in his room at age 15.
2 comments:
Okay...love this one...you do have to look at the positive...it was very inventive on his part and he was not shoving things down the toliet and backing up the plumbing in the entire house...but i do ahve to ask, god takes power naps???
Nancy
Pfft! We all need a power nap on this side of eternity. The Lord just takes them because he can. :p
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