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I don't think it was the hat OR the jammies that caused Michael to turn red. It was ACTUALLY that tequila of yours that he was sipping when you weren't looking. He's not asleep. He's out cold!
Now I have to admit she cracked me up. She does that - she has a wicked sense of humor. But even within the midst of laughing the pang of Lost Opportunity hit me. Prop humor! I could have placed a bottle of tequila in his hand while he was sleeping and taken a picture! Why didn't I think of that? It would have been so funny!
Admittedly in a classless, immature, parentally-abusive sort of way.
But still, it would have been funny, and as I spent the day cleaning and running errands I occasionally recalled the missed opportunity and felt a bit sad.
But then last night I went to check on Michael before going to sleep and found him WEARING THE HAT AGAIN. Life doesn't often give you second chances, which is why I quickly raced to the kitchen, grabbed the tequila and camera, and raced back to his room praying that all the commotion wouldn't wake him up.
It didn't.
I actually was able to turn on the bedroom light, move his arm, position the fingers around the top of the bottle, and take several pictures without him waking. That boy is his father's child. I am the lightest sleeper on earth - the stupid newspaper delivery person wakes me at 3:30am almost every night just by driving by the house - but Ken is a rock. In fact, once when he was in college he fell asleep on a couch and as a prank his buddies lifted the couch up, maneuvered it through the narrow front door and placed it outside on the grass - with Ken STILL ASLEEP ON IT. He woke up facing a busy Seattle street.
Course, there may have been a wee bit of alcohol involved. But at least his college buddies were mature enough to eschew putting silly props in his arms and taking pictures of him. Because THAT would be crossing the line.
Anyway, I got my coveted picture of Michael and set the camera down. Maternal instinct kicking in and feeling badly for him, I loosened the string and lifted his head so I could remove the hat. This woke him up, and he groggily blinked up at me several times as if to say, "Where am I?" Then he must have felt the tequila bottle still in his hand, for he looked over at it with a classic, "What the hell is THAT?" expression on his face. And then the poor guy collapsed back into his pillow and closed his eyes, too tired to deal with the complex issues of his surroundings.
I cracked up. If he were 24 instead of 4, I would have thought Michael had passed out after an evening of carousing with tequila (assuming, of course, he ever weans off his juice diet). My friend was prophetic!
Which is why friends are so great: they can lift us up and show us a perspective we might not have seen without their input.
7 comments:
Oh my gosh that picture is hilarious!! My husband did the same thing with my nephew when he fell asleep while I was babysitting. Too funny!
As a former CPS investigator.. I find that hysterical. It is not that often you can get that perfect shot!
As a former CPS investigator.. I find that hysterical. It is not that often you can get that perfect shot!
Love the picture. And I actually love the fact that he sleeps so well. Little Miss is the opposite, and it's not fun. I'm thinking I need to go do some prop pictures myself! :)
Wicked, wicked woman! You are MY kind of mother! Save the pictures; your kids will want documentation when they send their audition tape to Dr. Phil.
You're so funny, Phaedra.
Hahaha!! I almost commented on the last post and didn't...thank goodness- this one is even funnier! Wow, you have got to save that for blackmail later in his life ;)
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