Saturday, September 27, 2008

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday...

We all slept in this morning because we all had rotten rest last night!

Strike 1 - I locked the cat in Hugo's room when I checked on him before I headed for my own sheets. Not so smart on my part.
Strike 2 - Cesar arrived home at 4 AM.
Strike 3 - Hugo, Evie the cat and I were all awake at 4 AM. And at 5 AM.

Hugo and Evie the cat are on the same mental wave length at the moment.
They also egg each other on. A lot.


Cesar and I ate out breakfast of Honey Nut Cheerios at um... noon.
We dressed, rounded up the household trash and drove to the dump.

Hugo passed out in the truck. Cesar and I gobbled down some ice cream cones.

Me: Hugo has been asking for a cone all week.
Cesar: Should we wake him up?
Me: No way man.

We made a stop at Lowe's. Cesar hopped out. I stayed behind with our sleeping boy and worked on finishing up my cone. Smashing the ice cream to the bottom of the cone with my tongue and then slowly eating the cone and cream in rounds & rounds, down, down to the bottom grid of the cone is my very favorite part of an ice cream cone.

I suddenly had a funny feeling. I peeked over my shoulder to the backseat of the truck. There he was, our Hugo. His eyes were big as tea cups, blinking at me over his rosy cheeks. I tried to slowly turn around and hide behind my seat and headrest. Had he seen my cone?

A tortured voice from the backseat: I want some!

I handed it over. My perfected last bites of a delicious chocolate ice cream cone.

3 comments:

Multifarious By Design said...

Aw, that's nice!

KristyKay said...

Now that's what being a Mom is all about. And you'll keep on giving...and giving, and...

lainakay said...

Kids...