School is out for a four day weekend while semesters are changed and the kids classes are setup. Quelle horreur for the parent of an 11 year old boy who thinks he can go from sixth grade to world ruler without brushing his teeth regularly.
Instead of trying to figure out what we could do together, since I’m enemy number one on the anti-cool list, I’ve left him be today. He’s played video games, read, ran around like a mad man and in general, we’ve stayed out of each others hair. Works for me, you know?
I’ve gotten a bunch of work done and enjoyed a super sweet boy — since I’m leaving him alone — and instead of my desk or the kitchen table, I’m curled up on my sofa with a lapdesk. There’s only one problem. In order to fill my coffee cup, I have to go through an entire process of setting it all down on the floor, fix my coffee and then set up all over again.
Ugh. Yes, ugh. Don’t judge. I’m willing to be we’ve all been in the same conundrum before.
Cue Peanut to saunter into the living room wondering where I had put his new library book. Peanut. Walking around. Coffee cup. Empty. Peanut. Standing there looking at me. Coffee cup, begging to be filled.
LIGHTNING STRUCK!
“Peanut, sweetie, would you make Mommy a fresh cup of coffee using the Keurig and measure out two teaspoons of half and half for me? Pretty please.” For a minute, he looked at me like I’d grown two heads, then sighed, rolled his eyes and said “you know, it’d be a lot easier if you weren’t doing Weight Watchers and I didn’t have to measure the half and half.”
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Score one for Mom! Fresh coffee and I didn’t have to move! Now I understand why my Mom taught me how to brew coffee when I was eight! It wasn’t that she didn’t like making coffee, she knew she had a kid who could do it for her.
Which makes me wonder, why isn’t there a super secret handshake Mom’s club where you are taught these secrets when pregnant? If there were, Peanut would have been brewing coffee for a long time…
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