Wacky Wednesday – Creeper

Breast Cancer isn’t really very funny. Parenthood, however, I will admit can be really really funny. And I do try to laugh at myself as often as possible. When you combine That Girl, That Guy, and My Girls, you get a pretty Wacky life. When I was a child, probably when I was learning to read, one of my favorite books was “Wacky Wednesday” by Dr. Seuss. Since we constantly talk about how wacky my oldest is, some Wednesdays I will be sharing what I think are pretty Wacky stories, quotes, and silliness from our lives. Enjoy!

In the last year, That Little Girl has become a bed time procrastinator and total manipulator. We have not had a whole lot of room to negotiate with her shenanigans and sometimes it is easier to go along with her whims of make believe stories after a bunch of books and then snuggle time and water and whatever else she dreams up than to try to bring her back from total tantrum if we should decide to deny a tactic. And then there were the random nightmares that went on for months over the last year. We have been making progress though at bedtime and the nightmares have stopped. Then there are the nights where you think she is long asleep a couple hours ago and next thing you know she pops into the living room wide awake asking, “Hey Mama! Whatcha doing?”

One night recently, I was in our bathroom washing my wig, as one does after the kids go to sleep. While it was soaking I was doing laps around our room to get my steps (more on my recently renewed Fitbit obsession another time) and putting away laundry. I kept hearing a sigh that sounded like That Little Girl. Since the monitor was on, I kept looking over but it really didn’t seem to be coming from that direction. I glanced out of the room and toward her room. Nothing of note and no That Little Girl in sight. Just as I heard it again and I started to leave the room she jumped out and shouted BOO! from the hallway.

What. In. The. Hell.

Seriously. This was a good hour after we had not heard a peep from her.

So I got her all back in bed. That Guy who had been out got home. I told him the story. All was quiet and on with the evening we went. Just as we turned out the lights, another hour or so later, I heard it again and could see her bedhead outlined with the light coming from behind her. That Guy was closer to her and turned around and did not see her there and then BOO! again.

Of course, she got a great reaction from us both each time. So I fully expect That Little Creeper Girl will be making an appearance again sometime. And now I will be the one with the nightmares!