Xav crawls in bed with me at 3:30. At 4 I move him from the edge of the bed to the middle. At 5 I get up and think I hear water running and I'm PISSED. "Stupid Timmy" (I'm thinking) "I'm gonna rip him a good one if he waited until5 to take his shower when he KNOWS I'm taking him to work this morning and have to leave at 530!!" So I stomp up the stairs to not only NOT find him in the shower - but NOT find him awake at all! "Well I"M taking the first shower (Once again - these are all thoughts running INSIDE my head). He can just RUSH it this morning." So I jump through the shower and get dressed and go flip open his door. "GET UP PRINCESS! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR WORK!"
Are you ready for the doozy......?
"Becky. It's my day off. It's W-E-D-N-E-S-D-A-Y."
My bad. I thhought it was Thursday....."