Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


The score

Grim Reaper 0
Guardian Angel 2

I had the wits scared out of me Saturday. Not just once. But, twice.

After our soccer games, Hot Rod went to a birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese, so I just took the other two kids as well and we had our fun there, too. (I was going to post pics with this post, but my camera batteries died and I need to go to the store and get some more, so I'll do that and then post the pics later.) We had a good time at CEC.

Army of Dad was reffing soccer games, so I asked the 10-year-old to earn some money by watching the little kids while I cleaned out my gardens in the front yard. The kids played in the fenced in backyard or in the house. I left the screen door to the garage open so I could hear the kids calling me and to let that breeze come in the house since we're going sans AC as long as we can.

I'm happily pulling weeds and talking with my neighbor when something catches the corner of my eye. It is my 2-year-old running down the middle of the street. Sweet Jesus, I thought I was going to die right there of heart failure. I screamed as I ran to get her. Then, I came in and ripped the "babysitting brother" a new one with the what if scenarios. Thank God she was ok. She sat with my neighbor on the porch as I finished pulling weeds. We found a snake skin in the garden where I was working. That was gross.

At this point, it is:
Grim Reaper 0
Guardian Angel 1

Army of Dad gets home and takes the snake skin to show the boys for a science lesson. We get cleaned up and take the kids downtown to the square for dinner at a little diner that we love and then for ice cream at an old-fashioned soda fountain and ice cream parlor. It was fun. We went to Blockbuster and rented a movie for us and a video game for the kids. But, upon getting home and bathing children, AoD starts to get sleepier and sleepier. I put Stinkerbelle down for the night and AoD takes Hot Rod up to bed. At this point, I go back out front to mow the lawn before it gets dark. I make it - barely. Then, I decide to clean out one more small flower bed by the flood light at my neighbor's and my front porch light. Hot Rod comes out into the yard in his underwear and tells me that dad is in his bed. So, I tell him to just take a blanket and sleep in the floor thinking AoD is pulling a fast one on him. Then, Hot Rod looks at me and says:
But, mom ... I can't get daddy to wake up.

A little light bulb goes off in my head and I start praying as I race for the door pushing the child out of my way so I can get up there quicker.
Dear God, please don't let him have had a heart attack.
Oh God.
Oh God.

I reach the top of the stairs and he is laid out in the floor of the child's room. I shake him and feel a pulse and see his chest heaving with breath. He rouses a bit and looks at me a little disoriented and I get him to speak and I now know that he is just THAT exhausted.

Thank you Jesus.

Now, the score is:
Grim Reaper 0
Guardian Angel 2

It was pretty scary, but thank God everyone was safe. Whew! What a day. Army of Dad continued to sleep through the night in his recliner and then, finally, in bed. I got a lot of laundry done, cleaned out the closet, etc. So, it was good. We never did watch our movie, though.

Today, we're going to do some grocery shopping and then I'm going to get my mom and take the kids to see Finding Nemo on Ice. AoD and I get to go out afterwards since we're both taking tomorrow off for the Rangers home opener. The Twins are on TV tonight, so I reckon we'll probably hang out at a sports bar and watch the game. Will be nice to just be away from the house together sans children.


  • At 12:00 AM, April 11, 2005, Blogger Gadfly said…

    You realize, you're just a little bit ...

    Not a lot ...

    Just a little bit ...


    *shaking head*

    AoD is like, what? 26 or so?

    Tip O'Neil is still alive, isn't he? Ehhh.. maybe ... I don't remember about him dying, but he's the first really old guy that came to mind.

    I think AoD is reasonably sound, still ... even with the protracted cardiac rigor of dealing with your sex drive ;)

  • At 7:21 PM, April 11, 2005, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I tried to tell her that I am so not going to be dying of a heart attack anytime soon. BTW I am 28 and keeping up with her sex drive helps keep me in shape!

  • At 10:09 AM, April 12, 2005, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    I know I'm nuts, but I have several acquaintances whose husbands dropped dead at 40 or 42 from heart attacks and they were in good health, too. Just scared the crap out of me. Plus, I don't want him dying on me anytime soon.


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