Monday, October 04, 2010

The Middle of the Night

Angela's alarm is set for 6:50 every morning. This allows her just enough time to get up, dressed, and the necessary tasks done before I drive her to school each morning. Most nights she gets her clothes set out at night before she goes to bed, but if I'm behind on laundry which never happens then I will set clothes out for her before she gets up in the morning.

Now, Angela has a habit of waking up in the middle of the night, and chatting away for a couple hours at a time, usually at the top of her lungs. (or so it seems in the quiet of the night!) When this happens I will make the trip to her basement bedroom and whisper yell at her, "Angela Faith! What are you doing UP? GET TO SLEEP! It's the middle of the night! Enough!" before trudging back up stairs and back to bed.

One day last week I got up a little early, as in, ten whole minutes before Angela's alarm went off. Realizing I hadn't gotten her jeans out of the dryer the night before, I quickly got those and a shirt out and snuck into her room to set them on the chair where she sets her clothes at night.

From the darkness I heard,

"Who's in here?"

"It's just me. Mom."

"What are you doing here?"

"I put your clothes on your chair so you can get dressed."

"Mom, go back to bed! It's the middle of the night for goodness sake!"

2 comments:

  1. That was funny!

    (Was it 6 or 7 o'clock in Europe at that time by any chance?)

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  2. Rolling on the floor! That girl! What is with the middle of the night thing? Shawen does that too, but he gets up and usually finds something to eat and some milk and turns on the tv ... :-)

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