Our bags are packed, the housesitter is prepped and in a few short hours we are headed south for a few days of fun at the lake, a huge family birthday bash and some serious seafood eating.
I can’t wait. I’m revved up like a kid at Christmas.
But unlike a kid at Christmas, today I had to do all the work that comes before such an awesome experience.
The packing, the shopping, the cleaning…ugh.
Monkey stomped about behind me all morning, chanting, “I help! I help!” as I threw clothes into bags and sorted what toiletries to take.
He “helped” make the beds with fresh linens. He “helped” fold the clothes into neat piles so they’d fit into suitcases. He “helped” put away all the clutter throughout the house.
And of course by “helped” I mean, “undid everything I did with a ornery albeit dimply grin.”
So of course it took twice as long, but he was happy and felt important so I count it as a successful day.
In the midst of all the “helping,” we had to run to town to pick up the bagels my housesitter loves and to visit the bank. I wasn’t keen on bringing Monkey into a crowded restaurant during lunch hour, so I dropped him off at a friend’s house on the way for a mini play date.
When I picked him up a short time later, he was flushed and happy. He did not want to leave, but after a bit of coaxing I got him to the door. He waved as we went down the steps, all “Bye! Bye! See you next time! Bye!”
I got him buckled into his carseat and could see he was getting a little droopy, but we still had another errand to run. I prayed for no “I’m missing my nap” meltdowns and scooted off to the bank.
While I was taking care of my banking, Monkey began to squawk. Quietly, petulantly at first, then letting out cries that sounded like someone was tickling a toucan.
Bank lady to the rescue, y’all! She sent me that manna from the vacuum-tube heavens – the sucker.
We barely made it to the stop light down the road before someone lulled himself into high-fructose-corn-syrup nirvana. Eyes rolled back in his head, lashes fluttering, blue drool staining his shirt, he slept.
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Cute! I used to get my kids to fall asleep in the car by telling them to close their eyes, otherwise the sandman would come and put sand in their eyes…. Anything goes, right?
You threatened your kids with sandy eyes? Brutal.
Ack! The cute!! I swear that kid somehow manages to get even cuter everyday. We hardly ever go to the bank when it’s open anymore, so the kids are always disappointed that they cannot get a sucker through the atm. Why haven’t they invented that yet?
Haha, really? I think he looks like a total doofus here. But it made me laugh because he was all squeaky first.
Praise that bank teller!!! I have been known to grab a sucker for my purse when the kid isn’t with me to have just in case I am desperate someday lol The all powerful sucker! What a sweet little blue drooling angel <3
I usually keep a stash of them in my bag, but I was all out. Whew.
That’s perfect. I love how he is literally falling asleep with it in his mouth. And please tell me, why are suckers in times of crisis ALWAYS BLUE?!?!? Never have I been in an emergency and the only dang sucker I can get my hands on is Blue. Of course for my drooler child too.
Always blue. Always. Sigh.
Awwww!! I can see from his eyes that he was really pooped! I love how they just fall asleep in the middle of whatever they’re doing. Adorable.
I’m such a nut about scheduled naps that I rarely get to catch moments like this. They’re dorkily adorable.
I hope you have a great family vacation! You seem really excited! I always enjoy reading what you write. So thank you!
Aw, thanks! We had a really great time, but it went by sooooo fast.
Awww, cute! Glad the sucker made him sleepy instead of hyper-sugar laden crazy man.
Sugar doesn’t affect him lately. Maybe because he’s been getting too much of it? Sheesh.
Adorable. My little one loves to go to the bank… she always gets a sucker!!!
He knows what’s coming when we pull up! So cute!
Best. Photo. Ever. I LOVE sucker nirvana! We stoop that low with our 2-year-old often when running errands. Whatever helps mama’s sanity
It’s not stooping! It’s brilliance!
GREAT picture. My kids have never fallen asleep while eating sugar. I didn’t know it was possible. He must have been knackered from all the *helping*
He was totally wiped!
That’s awesome.
My little one once fell asleep eating pizza in the car. It was so funny, I had to record her head bobbing as she chewed and slept.
She’s a mess. I love her.
That’s priceless. I probably have looked like that having those first few sips of wine after a hard day. Your trip sounds wonderful water, sun and seafood. Can’t be that.
Haha, that’s what I look like after a few beers, for sure.
That face cracks me up – for real. I used to get upset if I caught some of these kind of awkward looking pictures because I wanted lots of pretty kid pictures, but this kind of picture is so fun to look back on! (Not that I’m saying he’s not super-cute as always.) Hope you have a good trip!
I know what you mean! I only usually post pretty pics of my kid. But sometimes the herp a derp is way cute.
He is sooo tired! LOL.. what a great day he had. Have a good trip xo
He is soooo tired! LOL.. what a great day he must have had. Hope you have a wonderful trip! xo
It was delightful. I can’t wait to go back!
Lil Duck is always on the ball for getting that sucker. Even if we are just hitting the ATM, she screams for that sucker. She always takes it personally if they don’t send one out to her. I’ve actually had her ask me to roll down the window so they can see her. She wants to ask them for one.
I know keep them stashed up front to pick up the slack of the dumb banker who refuses to send a sucker even when there is a whole jar displayed in the window. Its a conspiracy I think.