Happy Mothers day

A great Mother's day tribute over at MVRWC

On Mothers Day, those 4 little words

Sarah heard the distant cry of her daughter in her bedroom. She opened her eyes, to the sight of darkness. No light meant the middle of the night. “I’m never going to get any sleep.” It was the third time Leslie had cried out. The first two times Sarah went to her room only to find her back to sleep when she got there. This time she wasn’t getting out of bed. Her husband snored next to her. She rolled over and nudged him. “Your turn” she whispered. His snore didn’t change. She pushed him again and his snore broke for a moment and continued. She waited for a moment, hoping the crying would stop. The cries tapered off and faded out. Sarah waited a few minutes lying still as she could, as if her rolling back over would reawaken her daughter. No more sounds came from Leslie’s room. Sarah rolled back over to sleep and was met face to face with her little girl standing at her bedside. Startled, she nearly jumped out of her skin. Stifling a shriek, she mumbled to her little girl, “What is it sweetie?” The teary broken-voiced reply was “I have to potty”. Checking her frustration, she mumbled “Go ahead. You don’t have to ask for that. Just do it sweetie.” Leslie turned and staggered off to the bathroom. As she walked away, Sarah called a little louder “Thank you for not peeing the bed sweetie”. Leslie made no reply as her tiny five year old body walked around the corner to the bathroom. While Sarah waited for the flush that never came, she fitfully drifted back to sleep.

The alarm ripped her from her dreams and woke her up with a start. Sarah sat up and hit the off button on the alarm clock. The space where her husband snored the night away was empty. She pulled her robe over her pajamas and staggered off to the kitchen to get the kids ready for school. She deflected off the door frame as she entered the kitchen. Rubbing her shoulder, she saw Leslie already at the table. “GOOD MORNING MOMMY!” she shouted in a voice that was all too perky for someone who woke mommy in the middle of the night. Sarah smiled weakly and inquired about breakfast. “I want cereallllll!” boomed that same all too loud happy voice.

Jake bounded in and grabbed the bread for toast. “Hey mom!” Looking at Leslie “Hey lizard!” He popped 2 slices in and grabbed the jelly out of the refrigerator and waited. Leslie’s reply was immediate. “I’m not a lizard. You are!”
Jake fired back “L!-O!-S!-E!-R! LOOOOOSSSSSEEERRRR”
“MOM! Jake is calling me names again!”
“I am not!”
“You called me a loser!”
“No I didn’t”
“And you called me a lizard”
“Nope, don’t think so”
“Did too”
“Not”
“MOM!”

Sarah stared out her kitchen window as they battled. She was already exhausted from the night and now frustration was building. “JAKE! Knock it off!”
Jake fired one more quiet “loser” as he turned to his toast. Leslie muttered back “you are”. Their new battle was interrupted by Sarah who seemed to be talking her herself while looking out the window.

“Have kids they said. Yeah, have kids. It’s so much fun. Beh! I could be on a cruise right now with all the money I would have saved. Yeah, a cruise. I would look out over the ocean. There it is. Hi ocean. Pretty ocean. Oh, look! There’s a dolphin. Hi dolphin. Yes, swim dolphin, swim. Pretty, pretty dolphin. You did a dolphin flip for me. Thank you! How pretty. Look, there’s an island too. What? It’s time for my massage? Tell Fabio I’ll be right there. Pretty, pretty Fabio. Pretty, pretty ocean…”

Vickie barged through the kitchen, book bag in one hand, keys in the other. “Hi mom, bye mom. Love you mom.”
Sarah left her happy place and glanced over just in time to see Vickie scurry past trying to get out without being seen. “Freeze missy!” Vickie stopped, grunted and sighed. She turned to look at Sarah and grunted again. “Yes? I’m in a hurry.”
Jake and Leslie, who were still giggling about mom’s “cruise”, started to laugh. Sarah looked at her daughter, dressed more for a night out than school.
“Um, I don’t think that is quite what the school has in mind when they say dress appropriately.”
Vickie put her best whine voice on, “MOM! Jason’s going to be there and I want to look nice.”
“Yeah, nice. OK. That dress doesn’t say ‘I look nice’. That dress screams ‘I’m an all you can eat Vickie buffet’. It’s not nice. It’s desperate. Besides, what happened to Charles?”
“You never pay attention to me. Charlie was 2 boyfriends ago.”
“Well, can you stay with one long enough for me to be able to say hi to him?”
Vickie smiled an impish grin. She turned so her side was to Sarah and informed her “You’re just jealous that *I* get the boys now because my butt’s tight and yours ain’t right.” Then she turned her chest to her mom, shook it and rhymed “And you don’t have, these no more, ‘cause yours are draggin’ on the floor! HA!”
Sarah fired back “Yeah and it’s your fault too. Go on, get out of here. I’m too tired to argue”
Vickie snatched up her books again and took off.
Turning to a giggling Jake and Leslie she informed “What are you laughing at, you did this to me too”. They laughed harder.
As Vickie left Sarah made one final plea “Just make sure you change that before your dad gets home. His heart is bad enough”
Vickie bolted out the door with a “Love you mom” trailing off.---MVRWC

read the whole thing.  IT is very good.