Do you think ee cummings considered any of his works a ditty? Somehow I doubt it. So anyway, I call this "and" and it is a snapshot of a typical 2 hour glimpse into my day. Just 2 hours.
and
the myriad of events and phone calls and poopy diapers and spilt water and refusal to eat and aching teeth and won't go to bed and keep getting up and don't have teddy and but there's not enough light and you should have bought a light bulb and I'm thirsty and but I didn't eat dinner and I'm not tired and wasn't I supposed to do my homework and don't we have Friday off and wait tomorrow is share day and GO TO BED and did I practice violin enough and I was thinking (which never ends quickly) and I wonder what Lyndsays party will be like and do I have any clean clothes for tomorrow and wait I need new pajamas and oh I have money for my own pajamas and what do you mean it's not enough and do you know where my tooth is and is the tooth fairy coming tonight and can I take my tooth to show and tell and can you clean the entire house and can you make a phone call for me and I guess I can do it myself and how is that going to work and why didn’t he just get it when he said he was going to and why do I have to worry about this and I wonder if the server is back up and when am I going to write that paper and oh I forgot about the baby shower and what should I get and darn it’s too late to order and GO TO BED and you can do your homework in the morning and I don’t know what you did with that book and what does it matter right this second and be quiet or you are going to wake the baby and please don’t make me come back up there and no you can’t sleep in my bed because I have to sleep in it later and you’re too heavy to carry and I can’t believe I’m arguing about this an hour and a half past bedtime and GO TO BED and see you’ve woken the baby and who is calling me now and no I can’t do any more tonight and good thing I taped Idol or I’d be really mad and I wonder if this is what every mother goes through at night…
At this point the next 2 hour window into my life began. I think you get the picture.
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