3 times for EMPHASIS. But Somedays... my kids literally drive me to Vodka. I'm not a BIG drinker, so you know these are Desperate Times.
Here goes... Can you relate? Please tell me you can...
I crawl out of bed this morning at 7am. (Ok Ok.. 7:30 after switching the alarm clock off 15 times) I'm irritated already because I have stood on the plug of my hairdryer which a little person has left lying next to the bed. I scream
SH*T Ow. My foot hurts. I hobble to the shower trying to balance my contact lenses on the back of my hand and get them in so I can actually see where I'm going. Little person # 2 follows me into the bathroom with a coffee (*sweet girl*) I flop into the shower and I kid you not within 30 seconds I hear a knock at the door followed by screams in the next room. Little person # 3 won't get up for school and this is making Little Person # 1, very late for her SATS exams. I holler from the shower for #3 to get out of bed - more screams follow. 1 minute and 12 seconds later - there is another knock. " Mom.... MOOOOM... MOOOOOMMMM... Please can you tie my hair up?" I am IN the shower. I contemplate tying #2's hair up from said shower, just to get her out of the bathroom and then maybe just *maybe* I can finish my 5 minute shower in peace. Instead I get evil look from my man behind #2, the look is saying "Supernanny would not get out of the shower to tie up the hair. Tell her to wait". I bring out hidden Supernanny powers and tell her to wait 5 minutes. More screams follow.
I hobble out of shower on sore foot and attempt to brush my teeth. There is a knock at the door. Another knock. "Mom.... Mom.... Mom.... Mom" (why are 4 firm "Moms" in a row just so irritating??) Me: "WHAT NOW??!!" #3: " I cant find my jumper and I'm wearing someone elses knickers - is that ok?" Me: "Yes thats fine" - then go off into rambling moan which I repeat EVERY morning at around 7:47am about no-one ever having their stuff ready and I am just a maid and a skivvy.. blah blah blah. The kids are so bored of it now they just walk away while I am mid-sentence.
Once all children are counted and piled into very dirty mom car (they get another moan at this point from me about the car always looking like a pig-sty) I hear that little word again. "Mom" but this time its more like "Maaaarrrrmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!" Me: "What?? What?? What?? What can POSSIBLY be wrong now???!!!" #3: " She is touching me with her leg and this is my space in the car. Mom, tell her to stop mom and move her stupid leg"
By now I have conjured up a plan. Tomorrow, i will buy a water bottle. It will be filled with Vodka permanently. Vodka looks like water so no-one will know any different. This is a good plan. I drive to school with a stoopid smile on my face feeling very pleased with myself for coming up with this brilliant plan. In fact, I may even sell them on E-Bay. And become a millionairess. Suck on that Supernanny.
xxx