Limpy McGee

This morning we got up late for school/work.  I know.  Shocking!  Sassy tried to get me up at 6:40 but I shushed her and we went back to sleep.  I’m a terrible influence.  So, when I did fly out of bed at 7:20 we were all in a hurry.   First I lied to her about what flavors of danish we had so she was looking at me all askance.  It was purely accidental, but I’m not sure she believed me.

While The Bandit was eating I shoved his shoes on his feet.  When he stood up he complained that there was a rock in his shoe.

“It’s alright,” I told him as I shoved them both out the door and onto the front porch, “we’ll fix it on the way to school.”

Then when we got to school, I made them run down the hall to get to class on time.  I noticed that The Bandit was limping. 

“Mom,” he hollered from way behind me, “you forgot about my shoe!”

“Keep up, honey,” I called back to him while I kissed Sassy goodbye and shoved her toward her class room.  “The lions always get the stragglers.”

We made it to the class room just as the bell rang.  I went to kiss him after I shoved his backpack and lunch box into his cubby.

“You forgot about my shoe!”

I knelt down and yanked off his shoe.  I could hear something in there so I knew right away he wasn’t making it up.  I don’t know what I thought – like he was limping for the pure joy of it or something.  I dumped the contents of the shoe onto the carpet and this fell out.

It’s a Lego Man helmet.  I took the picture next to a small paper clip so you could have perspective.

I’m sorry, Bandit.  Sometimes your mother just sucks.