Being a stay at home Mom, I occasionally have days where I think to myself,"What in the HELL are you thinking?" I have to admit, I used to have an active social life, I was able at one point to drink more than A beer, and still be able to carry a somewhat intellectual conversation. I said somewhat. Anyway, now I have given all that up, to stay home, wear the very sexy nursing bra, and watch my child grow into a little person. Lately however, Mason is getting pretty naughty. We have this return vent (I think that is what it is called.) that Mason has scaled so many times that it is beyond repair. The place in the plaster where the screws once went could now hold a tube of chapstick. Just recently, I have figured something out. Mason is a very petite eater and there are days that a whole bowl of snacks will disappear in a matter of 2 minutes! Yes I think Mason has made his very own game of chutes and latters out of our perfectly functioning vent. I can't wait for a cold day to crank the heat and hear hulls of poporn popping like Jiffy Pop!
The other day was one of those days. One of those days that I would have traded jobs with the greeter at Wal-mart in a heartbeat. Mason was being so naughty I didn't know what to do. So. . .I did what any desparate Mom would do, I put in a trusty WIGGLES dvd. I escaped to the computer. Within 2 minutes I heard something so loud it jolted my body! Someway, somehow, Mason had opened the "child-proof" armoire turned on the sterio to CD and cranked the volume to about as loud as it could go. I bet you never thought of Enya as ear deafening music. It was! I went bounding down the stairs ready to lose it and when I got down there I could not believe what I saw. Mason was in the middle of the room twirling and dancing to blaring Enya. I started laughing so hard I cried, and all I could do was hug the boy and tell him how much I loved him. I wouldn't change jobs for the world.