February 7, 2008

Have you ever felt like no one notices what you do until you don't do it? This morning was one of those rush, rush, hurry up mornings. I overslept. Big mistake. I jumped out of bed, eyes hardly open, stumbling over shoes in the foyer, book bags on the steps, I finally found my way upstairs. First charge...the hardest one to awaken. "Rise and shine, another great day of life." No response. "It's time to get up, running late, not a lot of time." No response. I gently pull the covers off. With tone of voice a little stronger, "Wake up, you'll miss the bus. Get the sleepies out of yours eyes, it'll help you wake up". He opens his eyes in a squint. "Why'd you oversleep, Grandma?" In my mind, I'm thinking, no reason, just was up at 4:30 yesterday, in bed at midnight last night. Finally, he gets up, rushes around getting dressed, runs downstairs. He notices I don't have breakfast on the table. "Grandma, you didn't fix breakfast?" "Eat cereal, hurry up." I tell him. With a sigh, he goes to the pantry, trying to decide which kind. "Hurry up, you're going to miss the bus". I rush to get dressed, almost sure I'll have to take him to school. I look out the window, I see the bus across the pond on the next street. That means we have 5 minutes. "Hurry, he's coming!" I yell. In a panic, he runs upstairs, not finishing his cereal, brushes his teeth, runs downstairs. Can't find one shoe. "Grandma, where's my other shoe, you always have them right by the door." By this time, I'm in a panic. Finding the shoe, he grabs his book bag. "Grandma, where's the book I brought home. I'll get in trouble if I don't have it. "I saw it in the family room last night, go get it" I tell him. One minute left. "Grandma, why didn't you bring it up? You always make sure my stuff is in my book bag." He runs downstairs, grabs the book. As he is running upstairs, he says, "Gosh, Grandma!!" I kiss him, tell him to have a blessed day and push him out the door. The bus is pulling away. Thankfully, the driver sees him running down and waits for him. I'm thinking to myself, yea, why didn't I fix breakfast, why didn't I look for his shoe last night, why didn't I bring that book upstairs? Sigh, do you think he will notice tomorrow morning?