Have you ever been asleep, morning comes, and you feel a "presence"? You open one eye and there stands your 6 year old, in your face, saying,"Can I go out and play?" (groan) Kid you haven't even had breakfast yet! For that fact, "You talkin' to me? Me, who hasn't had coffee yet?" What time is it anyway?
Wait, I have glasses somewhere. ( feeling around the table top) What DOES that clock say? Crap, it's 9 am and I'm not up yet, but there you have it. One Kasey D. dressed with her shirt tag sticking out of the front of her shirt, that's put on backwards. Okay Okay, I'm up already, but that doesn't mean I like it. Yes go out and play, I'll call you for breakfast.
I stumble for the bathroom, going through the kitchen, coffee water on, head towards the living room,,,
Is Mema still asleep? Or is she in her chair waiting for breakfast too? Nope still asleep, I'm good for one cup of coffee before the day gets into full swing.
Waaaaaa Waaaaaaaaaa sob choke sob, oh good golly, what's happened already, it's been what all of 5 minutes? Lord, Just where did I wake up this morning, because it fells like,,errr, ahh yes, the childs crying. No coffee YET, and I hear a voice from the bedroom, "What's the matter with the little girl?"
I'm getting the story between hiccup sobs, "I fell faaaa, faaaa , aaah hiccup,,,down Gloria's steps. Sh--sh--she told me to move away from the door,,,,sob,,,ooooo" The cold wash cloth on the scrapes good , but not so good,,,
You know when they yell here comes Mama,,,Standback, they aren't intimadated, they mean, have the water and a package of Stanback Aspirin ready.