MamaBlogger365 – Calgon, Take Me to Work Please! by Loren Elizabeth Christie
I wondered this as I spotted my cell phone across the room in the hands of my youngest. My frantic expressions caused him to laugh like an evil leprechaun I once saw in a bad movie.
He slid behind the couch and began pressing keys.
“If you hit redial you’ll be in big trouble!” I threatened. But it was too late; a line of numbers appeared on the screen. I lunged for the phone as my youngest threw it up in the air.
I caught it and landed on the couch. Both boys observed my awesome play.
“Hello,” I said, cringing, knowing the number my three year-old had pranked probably belonged to someone I had interviewed earlier.
A school superintendent greeted me.
“I must have accidentally called you. I’m sorry,” I explained, giving my three year- old a look that made him and his innocent brother turn and bolt for the den.
It was time to administer flu medication, anyway, so we all went into the kitchen. Of course, my youngest wouldn’t take his. His fever made him look as if he were visibly boiling, he was so red-in-the-cheeks. His little lips were clamped shut in defiance of me and modern medicine. I really couldn’t blame him. Liquid Tamiflu looks like barium sulfate. First I tried reasoning with him.
“You need to take this so your body will get well again. I know it tastes bad, but you need it to feel better.”
“Never,” he said, gallantly.
“Who do you think you are, anyway, Mister,” I asked, losing patience. He handed me a business card belonging to an Islip Town Councilman.
“Although I am impressed, you still have to take your Tamiflu,” I said, laughing.
He watched, cautiously curious. I extended my hand and after a pause he accepted the tiny cup, drinking its contents in full. Then my youngest slammed the empty cup down on the kitchen table, smiling.
“That’s what I am talkin’ bout, Mama,” he said.
At that point, the day seemed very long.I could not help but thank God and Mary Poppins aloud.
“Um, Mommy, you should actually be thanking the creator of the character Mary Poppins, since she is not real,” my oldest corrected me.
“Excuse me. Thank you, P.L. Travers,” I said.
Oh, how I miss the office!
Bio: Loren Elizabeth Christie is a blogger and journalist from New York.
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