NotSoInnocent
02-20-2010, 08:44 AM
In 6 hours I will be waking up. Today is my second oldest's 7th birthday.
In order to understand teh ebil, let me give you fine folks a bit of background.
For the last 7 years I have been afflicted with the horror of "A Morning Person" in the form of my second child. She wakes up anytime between 6 am and 7:30 am and immediately begins to make bright and cheerful noises. (Don't get me wrong, I adore my daughter. Mornings... not so much.)
I have just spent the last 2 hours blowing up 150 balloons. Yes. One -hundred- and fifty balloons. Enough to fill up 12 lawn-care-sized trash bags.
I took those 12 bags and emptied all 150 balloons across my daughter's floor, bed, dresser, desk and closet space.
All while she slept blissfully unaware of teh ebil that will shortly befall her.
You see... It's payback time.:devil:
At 6:30 am I will be waking up. I will grab my two cans of silly string. Hubby will grab the blowing horn (Like a Viking drinking horn, only it's for making loud noises). Our roomies will stand poised to turn on the bubble blowers.
And we will turn the tables and wake Isha Bug up with much cheerful noise.
*snickers* And she thought that the only important birthdays were the 5, 10, 13, 16, 18 and 21. This is going to be the most fun-filled birthday ever.
Oh yeah... and she's getting a scooter for her birthday.:D
I is teh ebil Mommy-of-DOOM. Bwahahahahaha.... heheh.
In order to understand teh ebil, let me give you fine folks a bit of background.
For the last 7 years I have been afflicted with the horror of "A Morning Person" in the form of my second child. She wakes up anytime between 6 am and 7:30 am and immediately begins to make bright and cheerful noises. (Don't get me wrong, I adore my daughter. Mornings... not so much.)
I have just spent the last 2 hours blowing up 150 balloons. Yes. One -hundred- and fifty balloons. Enough to fill up 12 lawn-care-sized trash bags.
I took those 12 bags and emptied all 150 balloons across my daughter's floor, bed, dresser, desk and closet space.
All while she slept blissfully unaware of teh ebil that will shortly befall her.
You see... It's payback time.:devil:
At 6:30 am I will be waking up. I will grab my two cans of silly string. Hubby will grab the blowing horn (Like a Viking drinking horn, only it's for making loud noises). Our roomies will stand poised to turn on the bubble blowers.
And we will turn the tables and wake Isha Bug up with much cheerful noise.
*snickers* And she thought that the only important birthdays were the 5, 10, 13, 16, 18 and 21. This is going to be the most fun-filled birthday ever.
Oh yeah... and she's getting a scooter for her birthday.:D
I is teh ebil Mommy-of-DOOM. Bwahahahahaha.... heheh.