As soon as we got home yesterday, Alex hopped on his bike and took off to play with the neighbors. He brought three of them back to our yard to play, and a couple of the parents came too. The kids romped around the backyard while the adults sipped beverages on the porch. Only thing that went wrong was that dinner didn't happen. The kids snacked their way through the evening, but the adults didn't eat. That might possibly be the reason brushing my teeth this morning ended with my stomach contents vacating the premises. Allegedly.
Anywho, Alex had requested Ramen for dinner, and he immediately brought up the Ramen-less evening when I told him it was time to go to bed. It was way passed his bedtime and I was not about to make Ramen, so I stupidly half-jokingly told him I would make it for him in the morning. Dumb dumb Mama. The boys went to daycare late today because of course he remembered and held me to my word.
So, while Sam was eating grapes, yogurt, and Apple Jacks, Alex was slurping up some 19¢ chicken flavored Ramen.
Travis sat there in a fog of confusion and asked, "What is happening here?" And with my head hung in defeat, I answered, "I made a deal with the devil."
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