Pity, Party of One

8:00 p.m.     Mommy and the little guy go to bed. Twin bed, Thomas the Tank Engine sheets.

9:00 p.m.     Phone call. Two-hour delay.

1:30 a.m.     The little guy wakes with horrible stomach cramps. Asks to go downstairs.

2:30 a.m.     The little guy sits up. "Mommy go to kitchen and get cereal."

2:40 a.m.     Mommy bursts into tears because she's tired and just needs to go to bed.

The little guy smiles.

Mommy says, "I'm sorry, honey. I can't smile. Mommy lost all her smiles."

The little guys says, "Um...I think Daddy can help you."

4:00 a.m.     Finished watching "Thomas and Friends." Mommy asserts that it is bedtime.

7:00 a.m.     Mommy crawls out of bed and wakes Daddy.

7:10 a.m.     Mommy starts to shovel out the truck.

7:30 a.m.     Mommy gives up and decides to just drive through the snow.

8:45 a.m.     Mommy leaves for work feeling tired and miserable.

9:55 a.m.     Mommy is ready to explode. Gets email.

Good morning Mommy,

Thank you for staying up with me last night. I had a good time watching Thomas. I know you were tired, but you stayed with me anyway. Daddy and I are eating honey crackers and watching Thomas now. I can't wait for you to come home.

I love you,

Kaboo

9:57 a.m.     Mommy remembers why she does this. Can't wait to go home. <3