Megamind

Some of you may have read that Lucy took a nap yesterday. Yep. I had two whole glorious hours to myself yesterday. However, the glory of the day ended pretty early.

Why?

Because we didn't get to go get any any ice cream because Lucy wouldn't clean her room.

i don't even know how this happens. really. i am still shocked.

So, instead, we ate an early dinner, took baths, and went to bed early. It seems like a harmless, easy evening, right?

Wrong.

Hudson got out of the tub, naked, and ran. He ran until he slipped. And fell. I chased him until his little naked body flew into the air and came crashing back down onto the tile kitchen floor. All while, G was sitting at the kitchen table, working on the computer. I don't even think he saw this disaster unfolding. Forget seeing it. I don't think he even heard it. Wow. I wish I could tune shit out like him.

Anyways. Back to Lucy. She was an angel. After loosing the bedroom/ice cream battle, she seemed to be turning a corner. The compliance corner. She washed her hair and her body, played and got out with a smile. She even dried off her body and applied some pajamas. Her angelic demeanor ended there.

I think she is a clinical mastermind. No. Megamind. I think she spent that evening, in the bath tub, carefully calculating her next move. And her plan was simple: Destroy me. Destroy me with her ability to stay awake all night. She was going to make me pay for that little nap I made her take. She was going tire me, annoy me, and leave me. Leave me remembering who is really the boss. The megamind.

Our battle took place from 8pm-11:49pm. I last looked at the clock at 11:49pm. She is a committed little monster. And I am a weak, pathetic mess. She skillfully used very trick and super power she has. The last thing I remember was looking at Lucy as she stood in my doorway, rambling about some alien in her room, looking at G, who was as exhausted as me, and pulling the pillow over my head. I surrendered. What she did after that. I don't know. All I know is that I slept like shit and Lucy never cleaned her room.

So. This morning, as I was making a pot of coffee and chasing a naked Hudson- yet again, I thought to myself F- it! Why do we have to get dressed? Who cares if we get dressed? Lets just stay in our pajamas today. My hope was that someone, and by someone I mean Lucy, would fall asleep on the couch for a few minutes. But no. Don't get me wrong, her little, half human body gave up eventually, it just wasn't until 2pm. It is now 3:18pm and I just sent Hudson in to her room to take one for the team. Yeah. That's right. I sent sweet, little precious Hudson in to try and wake the beast. Key in screaming, right about..... NOW!

Lucy may have won this battle. But the war is far from over.

I am bigger. I have to win. Eventually.

Tired, but hopeful....
-A

 

You can not let these perfect little faces or sweet curls fool you. They have the ability to infiltrate everything. Especially your bed. Beware.