Coloring Gone Bad
Heidi November 7th, 2008
Every morning, my Prince Charming gets up with our son and lets me sleep an extra hour.
Because when you’re pregnant, and in your first trimester, every extra minute in bed counts.
Especially when the only time you don’t feel nauseated is when you’re asleep.
So I’ve greatly appreciated this new pregnancy morning ritual.
And when I finally roll out of bed, I greet my Love with a smile and hug.
“Thanks for letting me sleep,” I say.
“My pleasure,” he replies, his kind dark eyes smiling down at me.
Then we tag-team and he heads upstairs to read his scriptures and I take over Wooga duty.
And 9.9 times out of 10, I look around the house and everything is great.
But every once in a while, Charming gets a phone call at work like he did today…..
*Ring*
*Ring*
“Hey Love!” Charming happily answered, “How are you?”
“I’m good,” I replied with a smile, “How are you?”
“Good, thanks,” he answered, and then, “What’s up?”
“Well…..,” I took a breath and then jumped in, “We need to make a new rule about crayons with the Wooga Man. He can only have them if we’re sitting there with him the whole time and make sure he only colors on the paper.”
“Why?” he asked without concern, “Because he colored on his puzzle?”
I froze, “You knew he colored on his puzzle??”
“Well yeah, I watched him do it,” he replied nonchalantly.
“You watched him do it?” I said slowly, without understanding.
“Yeah, I didn’t think it mattered if he colored on the back of his puzzle,” he explained.
“He colored on the back of his puzzle?” I said, beginning to feel like my husband’s echo, “I only saw the front of it.”
“Oh, he colored on the front of it, too?” Charming asked, still without any concern.
“Yeah, he colored all over the front of it,” I answered.
*Pause*
“And what’s wrong with that?” Charming asked.
“What do you mean what’s wrong with that?” I repeated, not believing my ears, “We don’t color on puzzles!”
“Well, it’s his puzzle, I don’t care if he colors on it,” Charming answered and I swore I could hear him smiling.
“No, he needs to learn to respect property,” I said firmly, “And he needs to learn we only color on paper and coloring books.”
*Another Pause*
“Okay,” Charming finally answered, “If it’s that big of a deal to you.”
“So you’re okay with our new rule?” I pressed, “No more just giving him crayons and letting him color on whatever he wants?”
“Yeah, that’s fine,” Charming agreed.
“Great, thank you!” I replied, paused and then continued, “Now I have one more new rule for you and the Wooga Man.”
“Another new rule?” Charming said with a bit of apprehension.
“Yes,” I answered, “But first, I have a question for you…..”
“Oh, okay…..,” Charming waited.
“How do I get pen stains out of a hardwood floor??”
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