LIVIN' LA VIDA LOCA

Okay, don't know what is possessing me from a literary sense to bite off more than I am currently ready to chew, but when God speaks, I truly try and listen. Especially, at 2:30 this morning. It was a shockwave coming from the hall outside my bedroom door. I'm sound asleep and I hear this scream -- "MOM!! IT'S COMING!!! I GOTTA GO DOWNSTAIRS AND THROW UP!!!!!" No soft awakenings from a sound slumber...OH NOOOOOOO!!! "Downstairs!! No baby!! Go to the bathroom!!" as I spring out of bed, whip my glasses off the dresser and double bound down the stairs in hot pursuit of my child, who by the way, was able to start the terjectile event before I could sprint to the kitchen for the bucket!

It took a minute or two for the adrenaline to slack off when I realized I am lone parent for the weekend (husband safe in steady slumber at a men's retreat this weekend, go figure - hahaha). I assess the situation while our child sits in the half bath half dazed, half confused and fully apologetic. To spare you the gorey details, let's just say, I did my parental duty, eventually got him from the "porcelain throne" to the floor (he wanted to camp out there) to the bed (with the bucket, of course).

Once we got up this morning, he was "fit as a fiddle" (the culprit was a funnel cake he devoured at the Arts Festival - man, I should have realized something was up cause, hey he stayed home from school the other day because of a similar event). We're up now and before we are ready to do the "million-mile dash" out the door, there are chores. So while I'm putting the "finishing touches" to the floor that suffered the "early-morning explosion," our child is tidying his room to the repetitive tune from a Kidz Bop CD. What is this tune, you might imagine? None other than "LIVIN' LA VIDA LOCA" baby!! After about the umpteenth time through, I found myself bopping my head and dancing right into his room! Yeah, I got the look, but I also got a faint smile of approval from his face. In a way, I believe he was thanking me for not blowing up at him or for that matter, having a cow! MOO-MOOOOOOO!

The moral - Life's crazy and messy, but you can get through it! That's called "livin' la vida loca!" Have a great day!