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We're Almost The Worst Parents That Live At Our House

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Every morning at 5:45 the alarm sounds. Oh, not my alarm. What do you think I am? Sick in the head? No, I'm talking about Megan. Somehow I have spawned a morning person. A perky, bouncy, petite morning person. I'm considering a paternity test.

Each and every school day she's out of bed, showered, made-up, dressed and fed before Donna and I have even thought about hitting the snooze button the requisite half-dozen times. It's a good thing too. Otherwise she'd end up spending these middle school years as I did mine, truant.

Most mornings, she'll poke her head in our room and harass us. "Hey guys, I'm leaving for school. I made myself breakfast. Wake up, you lazy bums." This isn't teasing or playing. She's genuinely amazed that her parents could be such slugs.

Our incoherent grumbles are met with an eye-roll as she turns and shuts the door behind her. It's those moments I feel the worst. The poor girl deserves to have her parents be more responsible that she is. I contemplate rolling from the bed to see her on her way into the lone, vast world. And then my sedentary laziness outweighs my guilt and I'm asleep again.

While I'm amazed by this behavior, It's certainly better than having to actually get up and try to drag her to school. Oh sure, it's a bit awkward to live with a thirteen-year-old who is much more a parent to us than we are to her, but still... At least I don't have to get out of bed before the sun is up.


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You make me feel better. I am probably the worst parent at my house but since the 8 year old is lazier than I am and incapable of getting ready himself, I HAVE to get up. Another 7 years and I hope to sleep sleep sleep.

Well I survived it

In highschool, I got myself up at 5, showered, dressed, ate and got to school for 6:30 for band practice 3 mornings a week, all without a parent present. They were snoring in their warm cozy bed while I slogged 1/2 mile through a foot of snow (uphil both ways of course).
I survived and thrived and then I crashed. I am now the one who drags myself out of bed only when my two-year-old turns oin the light on my night table and pokes me in the cheek and says Mommy time be d'up!"
I think it's cyclical.

Prep

I'm getting ready for having morning children with two cats who hate each other, fighting outside my door every morning at 5. I can either stay in bed and clean up the blood later, or get up and make sure all ears, tails and eyes are still intact.

I think it's a recessive

I think it's a recessive gene thing. Don't worry, your grandchildren will likely be sluggish.


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