It's me. Stasha.
I know I would normally have random thoughts up for today. . .
But I am just not feeling it today.
Something weird and awkward happened this morning and I feel the need to share.
Kaylee has been walking her little friends to school in the mornings since school started.
She calls after she is ready to make sure they are ready to go and then walks to their house (which is next door).
Kaylee did not go to school yesterday.
In the early afternoon, Kaylee gets a call from these friends. She is shocked that they would be calling when they SHOULD be in school. . .
Anyway.
The call is to ask if there is anyway that they can come over to our house in the morning because their Mama has to go into work earlier than normal.
Kaylee tells them that she will call them back later in the evening to let them know.
Now, if anything about my house was the least bit normal, I would not have a problem with it.
But there is nothing normal about my house.
It is tiny.
The in-laws live with us.
When you walk in the front door, what you should be walking into is the living room. Instead you are walking into a huge room split in half with Kaylee's bed {and other belongings} on one side and the in-laws bed on the other.
Randall and I have the only real bedroom in the house.
So to say that we are embarrassed to have anyone over is an understatement. I am embarrassed writing it down.
So after much discussion between Randall and I, we decide that it would be better if I could just go over to their house and watch them until it is time to go to school. We tell this to Kaylee so that she can call the girls back and run it by them and their Mom.
Kaylee tries at least three times to call. No answer. She calls their house AND their mom's cell.
Nothing.
So we figure by that time the Mama has made other plans.
Nothing to worry about, right?
Yeah, I thought so too.
Low and behold, this morning at 7am, guess who calls?
That's right. The girls.
They need to come over so their mom can go to work.
OH MY GOD ARE YOU SERIOUS?
I am barely awake. Kaylee is barely awake.
I look at the in-laws (who stay up all night and sleep all day). They are of no real help.
I look at the dogs, who wouldn't hurt anyone but they can be slightly obnoxious with their barking and trying to jump up on you. . . I don't want them jumping on the girls.
Ack!
I tell Kaylee to tell them that they really can't come inside because there are people sleeping (which at that point Randall was sleeping) but that they can sit outside.
Kaylee hangs up the phone. I rush her to start getting ready.
I run into my room so I can throw on some clothes. . . And find Randall awake.
I tell him what is going on. He turns into the voice of reason.
"It's freezing outside. They can't sit out there for half an hour! Why don't you bring the dogs in here so the girls can come in?"
Que knocking on the door
I step out of my room and see Kaylee getting her clothes on so she can answer the door.
I tell her to step outside with the girls so that I can grab the dogs.
Stepping into what we will call the living room, I ask the in-laws if they care if I put the dogs in the room with Randall so that the girls can come in so they don't turn into Popsicles.
"We don't care."
Of course you don't.
So I get the dogs wrangled into the bedroom with Randall.
I step outside and tell Kaylee and the girls that they can come in.
I am expecting the girls' Mom to be out there too so I can kinda half-ass explain what the fuck is going on.
She isn't out there.
Huh. Weird.
So the girls come in.
Randall corrals the dogs.
And the in-laws sit in the living room, watching TV, un-moving.
Kaylee finishes getting ready.
The girls plunder around in Kaylee's toys.
And then I get them all off to school.
But how weird is it that the girls Mom didn't call and talk to me? Or that she wasn't outside waiting with them to make sure they were OK?
Am I overreacting?
Should I have had more notice than five minutes?
What would you have done?
