You have GOT to be freakin' kidding me!

To quote my husband’s favorite expression… “You have GOT to be freakin’ kidding me!”

Not to belabor the point…. I mean, I know I’ve already blogged about my kids waking up early on Saturday mornings, but it seriously bugs me.

This morning for example, I just KNEW my kids would sleep in for a little bit, considering that yesterday was Wellness Day at school (which is basically ‘Field Day’ on steroids), and they were outside playing all day.

When I picked them up from school, we immediately headed to the pool to meet some friends, and we swam for a couple of hours. Once at home, we had our traditional pizza and movie night, where we ate frozen pizza that was just the teensiest bit… um, crunchy (read: burned), and watched ‘Oliver and Company’ (Haven’t seen it? It’s a Disney classic. Well as classic as a movie that has little dogs sporting the voices of Billy Joel and Cheech Marin can be.)

Anyway, I just knew they’d be worn out. I knew that they’d be asleep the minute their heads hit the pillow, and I just KNEW that I would be able to luxuriate in bed until at least… oh, 7:45?

So imagine my irritation when a little person came into my room at 6:30 this morning with one simple request… “Mommy, could you check my toothpaste now?”

You have GOT to be freakin’ kidding me!!

Okay, okay, I admit that it’s partly my fault. I TOLD the kids today would be ‘toothpaste check day’, I just didn’t realize they’d get up THAT early, brush their teeth, and want me to check their tubes of toothpaste.

Now you may be asking what the hubbub about the toothpaste is… (well, maybe you’re not, but I’m going to explain it anyway, just so you don’t think I’m some kind of toothpaste tube Nazi.)

A few weeks ago, we were having toothpaste issues. The kids would squeeze it up, let it get congealed on the top, and lose the cap. The tube was just gross. To combat the problem, I bought each of them their own tube of toothpaste, labeled it with their names, and told them I would be checking their toothpaste. A clean tube of toothpaste earned them each a trip to the dollar store. (FYI… my kids plus the dollar store? Well, that’s another blog! ;)

They have been asking me everyday for two weeks… “Are you checking toothpaste today?”

My answer? “Hmmm…. I MIGHT. I guess you’d better make sure it’s clean.”

“The cap, too?”

“The cap, too.”

Last night I mentioned that I would probably do my ‘toothpaste check’ this morning…

I guess I should have thought it through. I guess I could have told them I would be checking in the afternoon. I guess if I'd really wanted to sleep in, I wouldn't have mentioned it at all.

I guess I should end this blog so we can go to the damn dollar store now. ;)