Undone

Ok, So let’s be frank. I’m not really super mom. No mom is (though her kids might think so!) but last night as I was fiddling on the laptop in my bedroom, and Katie was jumping on my bed, she turned to me and said “MOMMY! Luigi Broke!” and she was sad. See, we got her a Luigi figurine for Audrey’s Birthday. Mostly because if we didn’t, she would have stolen Audrey’s toy. SO,  I take the decapitated little figure, and ask her “Well where’s the head?” and she says “dunno”

Of course. Why the heck would anyone know where his head is.

I start the process of slowly removing blankets and sheets to locate it, all teh while Katie is whining/crying about poor Luigi, broken. Yes, Poor Luigi indeed.  I turn to ask her where she was playing with him when I hear THWOP and the dang thing has rolled under my bed. MY MASSIVE BED. So I try and Scoot the mattress out of the way a bit so I can fish around to grab it. nope, furry kitten attacks my hand… a lot.
Katie hisses at the kitten. Oh great, War of the kitties.  I move the cat out of the way, nope still can’t find it. I Scoot the bed further, and tell Katie to go into the hall, i don’t want her to get hurt.  But she doesn’t listen, OF COURSE. I Scoot the mattress FURTHER and pull up the foundation to look under the bed. and aha! Luigi head! Huzzah! parties and squeals of Joy. We go downstairs and glue him together, and there he sits, drying.

Poor Luigi. Nothing sucks more than being broken.  Katie was enthused that we fixed him though, even though she had to wait. Also she’s a big futurama fan. 🙂

Derringer Meryl [lovin’ you] Out