Thursday, May 24, 2012

Maybe I Deserved It

Last Saturday was wonderful.
I had nothing to do which required me to get up at a certain time, so I hadn't set my alarm.
Brian and Joshua were gone for the weekend, so I wasn't awoken by Brian stirring in the morning.
Though I woke up on my own a few times, I just rolled over and went back to sleep. I was totally lazy, and I loved every minute of it!

Then, like a bolt of lightning - and without warning - Matthew came bounding into my room. He plopped onto the bed beside me and started talking. He was full of energy and excitement and just wanted to share it, I guess.
Brian and I have a sleep number bed and Matthew was quick to grab Brian's controller and went on to let ALL the air out of Brian's side of the bed. Then he rolled around and carried on about how comfy it was to lay in the little nest he'd just created. In spite of how small he is, and how deeply sunken into the bed he was - Matthew managed to make enough commotion to keep me from falling back to sleep.
Then he took the controller again and filled the mattress up completely. He was amazed at how fun it was to be lifted up in bed like that, and he told me so. Loudly.

Once the mattress had finished filling, Matthew asked me to hand him the pillow which was laying on the floor next to my side of the bed. So I reached over and got a hold of the pillow, then suddenly had a wonderful idea. Which I simply couldn't resist.
With the pillow in my hand, I quickly swung my arm backwards toward Matthew and got him right in the face. And a heated pillow fight ensued. Complete with lots of laughter.

As I came to the conclusion I would NOT be going back to sleep, I felt a twinge of sadness. Why did Matthew have to come in and end my lazy morning?
Then I considered my routine for waking Matthew up for school. The kid doesn't rise easily, so I do what I have to do. It may involve poking, tickling, blanket stealing, occasionally a wet-willy, and sometimes I simply drag him out of bed. And as I thought of what I do to him five days a week, it occurred to me: Maybe I deserved this Saturday-morning-visit. *wink*



Geer Family said...

needed this to relate to my Darton! thanks!

Irritable Mother said...

Mrs. Geer - At your service! ;-)