It’s not unusual for me to take a nap during the day. Life with MS seems to make every day quite unique, but one thing that consistent is the incredible fatigue that can overwhelm you.
After a busy day, I found that I I could barely move or keep my eyes open. Hubby was home (day off) so I saw a change to grab some sleep. The girls came with me, but quickly decided that they’d rather play. I fell asleep and they certainly took advantage of the situation.
Leave it to a man to find a way to blame the sleeping mother for what her children do during that time; even though he’s the one who should be watching them at the time.
After waking up, the house had that eerie quietness that only means that the children are up to no good. I went downstairs and took a quick survey of the basement. My first reaction was to yell at them; there was paper everywhere, open PERMANENT markers sitting on the couch, the table was blue, as were quite a few other things! Once I gave myself a second or two to digest what I saw, I realized that it wasn’t so bad. Nothing that couldn’t be fixed or if it couldn’t, it wasn’t so important that it was a big problem.
Emily "looking innocent!"
The best though, were Dawn’s hands! She was in the corner with baby wipes, furiously trying to get the permanent marker off her hands to no avail. I told her to come to me and afraid of my reaction, came slowly, eyes down and hands behind her back. I smiled and she finally found the courage to show them. From wrist to fingertips, there was nothing but the dark blue permanent marker! My response to that was “your hands are going to be blue for a few days.” She giggled, apparently pleased at the idea.
My daughter's ascent into smurfdom.
Sparkles carpeted the floor. She apparently couldn’t resist the container of sparkles I had stored in my desk drawer and my abcense made the temptation too strong. For those of you who remember the beanbag chair incident, well this one was worse! Unfortunately, as good as my new camera is, it wasn’t good enough to capture all the sparkles that were lying around everywhere. I made a good attempt to vacuum, the there’s now a toss up as to what I will be finding longer…polyethylene balls or sparkles…
In the meantime, Dawn decided that her hands weren’t blue enough, so she went back downstairs as I was preparing diner to “reinforce” her efforts…and did it agian this morning. She’s now been informed that we’ll be going to the museum tomorrow with her blue hands. She’s not too happy about it, but withthe workers coming in to change the windows tomorrow, there’s not much choice about the matter.
And thus, passes another day in the Beaudin household. I’m now waiting for my husband to come home so I can go out and buy some magic erasers in hopes that they’ll remove all those blue smudges blanketing the walls from the basement to the second floor (gee, I hope my landlord isn’t reading this!).
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