What a day! It was a day filled with good friends, really good food, and happy kids. I feel so full of contented happiness that picking one moment to write about today is a little tricky. But one does come to mind. In the wee hours of the morning, or the late hours of the night, depending on your perspective, I woke with a nagging feeling I had forgotten something. I got up to use the restroom, and on my way back to bed, it hit me. I hadn't put together the kid's Easter baskets!
Panic ensued. I ran downstairs and tried to gather all the Easter goodies as quietly as I could. Their baskets were still in a box in the garage, and I tried not to break my neck while getting them off the top of a very high shelf. Once I had the baskets, the "grass" and the various toys spread in front of me, I felt a huge wave of exhaustion roll over me, and all I wanted to do was crawl back in bed. Tessie is usually a very late sleeper, and Christian can't leave the bedroom on his own, so I was pretty sure I could get up in time to fill the baskets before they woke up. But I didn't want to take the chance, so I stayed up for another half an hour, arranging their baskets from the Easter Bunny. Once they were waiting on the coffee table, and all evidence that I had been the one who filled them was gone, I slunk back upstairs and into bed. It took awhile for my brain to slow down, but I eventually fell back asleep.
I awoke this morning, just before seven, to rustling sounds from downstairs. Tessie was in the living room, going through her Easter Basket. She didn't even get up that early at Christmas. I laughed to myself, and had a "aren't you glad you didn't procrastinate even further?" moment. Before long, she ran upstairs and climbed into bed with us, a couple of her gifts in tow. She was beaming, and ecstatic that the Easter Bunny had come while she was sleeping. I smiled at her, thinking all the while that I was the lucky one. That was a beautiful brush with parenting disaster, and I made it!
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