My schedule’s all messed up now.

I forgot that the kids have off from school today, so I didn’t have to get up at 5:30, and I didn’t have to use the “Get Pepperkat Out of Bed” routine:

  1. Knock (gently) on her door. “Time to get up, sweetie.”
  2. Wait 15 minutes and repeat.
  3. After 10 more minutes, yell (from another room), “Time to get up!”
  4. Get third cup of coffee.
  5. Bang on door. If desired, this step may be accompanied by a booming chorus of “Get your ass out of bed.”
  6. Using crowbar, break into room. Avoiding as many death traps (and piles of clothes) as possible, approach her bed menacingly. (Sleeping teenagers have been known to kick intruders in the stomach. Use extreme caution.)
  7. Plant explosive charges. Be careful not to use too much TNT. (Wouldn’t want the room to look like a disaster, now, would we?)
  8. Surrender. Get ready for work, resigned to the fact that she’s just not going to school today.
  9. Clench teeth when she gets up and asks you, “Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?”
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8 Responses to My schedule’s all messed up now.

  1. Scott says:

    Remind me why I want kids?

  2. michele says:

    You’re going about it all wrong. I took the lock off of Natalie’s door so I can enter at will in the morning. Then:

    Gently wake her the first time.
    Wait five minutes, then shake her.
    Wait five more minutes and then have her brother start playing his guitar. With the amp.
    If all else fails, I turn on PBS and blast Barney on her tv. That usually does the trick.

    When she complains about running late, I tell her how I had to walk to school fifteen miles in ten foot snowdrifts uphill both ways, and if she doesn’t stop giving me grief in the morning I will force her to wear a Red Sox shirt to school.

  3. Lisa says:

    Ahhh, that sounds all too familiar. 😉

  4. Sunidesus says:

    I do think Michele is on to something with the Barney idea. I think that’d still work for me!

  5. Pepperkat says:

    IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH WEARING RED SOX SHIRTS TO SCHOOL?!!?!!?!! .:sicks pack of howler monkies on the yankees:.

    -P.Katt is in da hizzouse

  6. picklejuice says:

    Oh my gosh, Sollie…are you my dad? He used to do the same thing, except he skipped all of the gentle parts and went straight to flipping my mattress over (and on top of me) and pouring water on my face.

    Andy has to do that, too.

  7. Solonor says:

    *cue Darth Vader breathing*
    Natalie, I am your father…

  8. Lambchop says:

    That was my daily M.O. as a child, accompanied by a whining “Just 5 more minutes!” As a result, I’m rarely on time for anything as an adult and I blame my parents for not being stricter about getting me out of bed on time in the mornings.

    Remember that when Pepperkat’s in therapy later in life. *g*

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