It’s been really, really pouring lately here in SoCal. I’m sure it could be much worse, I could live on the east coast, but the rain is bad enough for me. I don’t like rain unless I can sit at home bundled up with a book in front of the fireplace. But, I’m a mom, a student and I still have to work, so I find myself sloshing through the rain far more often than I want.
Snot Face, however, is different. Tuesday morning it sounded like the rain was going to break my window in. I woke San Francisco and asked “if I take her to school will you pick her up?”
“Yes.”
When I opened my bedroom door there was Snot Face in the hallway decked in her blue plastic parka and a smile on her face.
“K, I love you see you later.” She said.
“Hold up missy, I’m taking you to school today.”
“But I want to ride my bike,” she whined. “I like the rain.”
“It’s pouring out there,” I argued.
She stomped, she pouted, she tried to talk back. It was cold and wet outside and I sure didn’t want to go out. I thought about giving in…Why lose the 15 minutes I had left to stay snuggled in bed?
I shook it off and put on my Uggs. It was too cold to have her out there, the rain was too ferocious and I was worried that her long parka would get caught in the spokes of her bike and that she’d end up face first in some gigantic puddle along the way. So I held firm…. And the ungrateful little thing wouldn’t even give me a kiss goodbye as she got out of the car.
Friday, February 12, 2010
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