Shakir didn't have any school today. A decision was made to close the school to rectify an electrical problem. From yesterday, Shakir was extremely excited at the prospect of an extra day home. He told everyone that he didn't have any school and he asked his father if he could stay at home with him. Tony agreed and so this morning, when I finally dragged myself out of bed, I felt something close to relief with a mix of joy that I didn't have to yell at him to get a move on, etc. I didn't even mind one bit when Tony decided to put a cartoon on for the boys to watch. For the first time since having kids, I had a leisurely morning... sort of.
Well, I laid out clothes for myself and for Jaheim and I got the boys up. I told Shakir he still needed to take a shower and I gave him a little work so he wouldn't idle in front of TV or tablet all day. I told him to make sure to do some reading. It isn't that I don't trust my husband to make sure these things happen, but rather that I want Shakir to learn from now to be responsible for himself. I'm hoping that one of these days he'll take the dictionary up and read or that he'll pull out a text book on his own to go over something he didn't understand in class. I'm hoping and I'm praying hard.
I made certain that both boys took their baths and had a light breakfast before I even stepped into the shower. And when I did at last, I felt like I was truly in heaven when that cold water hit my skin. If I could have changed anything, I'd have been stepping into a bathtub of bubbles for a proper soak, but then, I might not have made it to work today. Anyway, once my shower was done, I noted the time and hastened to ready myself. I called Jaheim to get his clothes on and was advised that he wouldn't be going anywhere today as he would staying with his father. Eyes wide with surprise, I told him that Aunty Lena would be there for him soon and he needed to get dressed. I further added that handling both him and Shakir might be too hard on Tony. Honestly, I subscribe to the theory that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger and I'm sure that had I left both boys in their father's care, upon returning home this evening, all three of them would still be very much alive. But I wasn't about to share all this with that little two year old who behaves like he's been around the bend more times than I can say. So, eventually, Jaheim gets up and comes to me so that I can dress him and he says quite loudly, "my daddy can handle me and Shakir!"
I can still recall the way Tony's eyes shot open and the look of surprise, dread and amazement that filled his face. A laugh spilled from me and if I was anything other than a super hero, I think wickedness would have gotten the best of me right then. And I can assure you that he would have had a chance to test his mettle today and tonight's blog would have been about the kind of strengths my super villain husbands possesses. But there will be other times...
Allison is mother to two active boys who challenge her on a day to day basis with their escapades. In her other life, Allison juggles a regular day job as a marketing executive in a health food organization. At night, when everyone is asleep, she dreams of being a fulltime writer and super hero.