Questa è Enida

It was extra chewy trying to get me Monchies to bed tonight. Yes, chewy! I truly felt like biting on their tooshies and kept on chewing on them just for the fun of it! We went from the usual bedtime, 2030 to 2130hrs. And then from 2130 to 2245hrs of me trying to let them have fun a little; one dancing her ballet and the other singing his blues.

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But kids do what kids do well. They keep on pushing your limit to see what they can get most out of pushing. So, when the clock struck 2245hrs, I burst and turned into a teapot! One hand on the waist and the other swinging a  swatter! I was hoping I could just swat them to bed. But getting them to the sink to brush their teeth was as hard if not harder than  getting a bull to the slaughterhouse! Two bulls.

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After all the bellowing and yellowing, towel-picking, face-n-feet-wiping, I was finally successful in getting my little man to stand on the stool for his teeth-brushing. He was still busy with “Ow-ow-ow-hang-on-Mommy-I-have-tell-you-sumfing” sentences when I lost my patience and gave him the ‘jegil’ I inherrited from my Mom. (jegil = to bulge out one’s eyes as to intimidate, scare, or swallow kids, scaredy husbands cats, ghosts or the whole solar system).

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Edrick: Mommy, Mommy… ow ow ow! Hang on Mommy. I have to tell you sumfing, I have to tell you sumfing!

Mommy: *sighs, takes a deep breath, rolls her eyes and gives the ‘Whaaaaaat?’ motion*

Edrick: I just… I just… ummm… I just have to tell you this sumfing, Mommy.

Mommy: *scratches her neck, takes another deep breath, rolls her eyes and surprisingly just waits*

Edrick: I just wanna tell you you’re… beautiful, Mom.

Mommy: *changes from a teapot to tea*

Edrick: You are always beautiful in the morrrrning. When you put your perfume on, you smell beautiful. And you shine. That’s all I have to tell you.

Mommy: *cries*

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I could not believe what I heard, so instead of chewing me Monchies tooshies, I ended up chewing my heart. So now I have to go brush my teeth.

Good night angels.

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