It finally happened. My kids asked to watch tv this morning. Well, not tv since we don’t have cable, but asked for Netflix. And really the only reason they ASKED is because they couldn’t figure out how to spell “Inspector Gadget” in Netflix search engine to find it – I think they know how to get to the Netflix page. “NO” came out of my mouth. Whoops. Let’s try that again. “Yes I suppose you can if you both think you can do all your morning things, watch Inspector Gadget and still get out the door on time. Do you guys think that is doable?”. “Yeeessss”. Okey dokey.
5 minutes late.
So I am in my car, husband is at work, so I have no departure backup. I’m fuming sitting here (and I have the theme song in my head making it worse; do-do-do-do-DOOO) and not sure how to move forward. Talula was still in jammies and hadn’t eaten, Thor was dressed and half way through his breakfast. Ugh. I think I have to go in and move it forward somehow or I foresee them in there watching it all day.
10 minutes late.
Right or wrong, I just went in and turned the computer off and came back out. Talula looked like she was settled in for the duration.
15 minutes late.
Here comes Thor. No sign of Talula – pretty much how I expected it to go.
Oh wait. There she is, dressed too. Wow. Not bad. Now I guess I wait for them to ask again, and we move on to privileges and responsibilities and see where that conversation goes.
Inspector Gadget indeed. You are the bomb baby. Love to all, and hope to see you very soon. V