Thursday, June 4, 2009

The Big Bang

The craziness never stops in this house.

I was in the middle of switching clothes into the dryer when I heard a loud bang upstairs. This was followed by a howl from my son Tommy.

Sometimes I think I gave birth to monkeys instead of children. They’re forever jumping off things. I thought that Tommy might have leaped of his bed and landed on his face. I mean, he IS my kid and clumsiness runs in our blood after all.

I rushed upstairs and heard the shower running.

Then I saw this:



I promised to blur out Tommy’s face because he was crying.

He claims the shower rod just “fell down” but I’m wondering if he tried to hang off of it. Or maybe he tried to do a flip on it. He’s always been fascinated by the gymnasts who can twist over a bar.

Needless to say, I couldn’t get the thing to go back up. I tried and tried and when the kids left the bathroom I cursed at it and okay, I may have thrown it into the bathtub in a fit of anger. I hate when I can’t figure things out.

I ended up just taking a deep breath and putting the rod in the corner of the bathroom.

Then I went downstairs and made this:

42 comments:

  1. Chocolate cake always make me feel better, hope it works for you too :)

    Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment - it's so appreciated!

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  2. I'm totally drooling right now... so I tagged you!! YOU'RE IT! come on over to my blog and see! oh, my son is the same way...thank heaven for ritalin!

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  3. children are such a joy, are they not? yesterday, while i was switching laundry, i came upstairs and found an entire, brand new tube of neutrogena sunblock squirted all over the curtain on my backdoor. apparently, "notme" did it. cara was cleaning it up, though.

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  4. I know how you hate people just poppin' in on ya and such so I'm giving you a heads up...

    I'm bringing the coffee!

    I could use about TWO of those right now.

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  5. I've been in the exact same spot Tommy is in, in the picture! Err, except I wasn't that little.

    Are we going to see a picture of you?

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  6. well i think that is the perfect way to handle the situation!

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  7. Good for you! Chocolate can definitely cure all that ails ya!

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  8. who needs a stinkn shower rod when you have chocolate cake? yumm

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  9. I'm all for you taking off on a retreat the minute hubby walks in the door. You so deserve a few days just for you between yesterday and the shower rod today. (Hugs)Indigo

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  10. Seems like a perfectly sensible solution to me...

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  11. I bet your kids are going to start breaking things on purpose so they can have cake more often!

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  12. That is so how I hand things when I can't figure them out. Make and eat cake! I knew there was a reason that I liked you.

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  13. You may have a gymnast? Get him some monkey bars outside to break his arm on this summer doing flips.

    AND YUMMY YUMMY!!!

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  14. I think I could eat that entire pan of goodness all by myself!

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  15. Oh i'm REALLY peckish now!

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  16. I would have made two. Then I would have eaten waffles and pie.

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  17. You are a woman after my own heart. And yeah ... he was hanging on it.

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  18. chocolate is the answer to all things. i had a big fat piece of smores brownie this morning when i realized that my husband's son (he belongs solely to my husband at times like these) had peed in his toolbox - ??????????????

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  19. I think the cake sounds like the perfect solution.

    And, if it's like our rods, you have to twist them to make them smaller than the opening, put them up, and then twist them to put tension on it.

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  20. Why is it that chocolate cake always makes the trials of motherhood better???
    Thanks for coming by on my SITS day!!! http://southernfriedmomma.com

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  21. how much of it did you eat? for me the therapy is in the eating. the baking is fine, but it's all about the end result ending up in my belly!

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  22. Oh man, if I made a chocolate cake every time my son got 'creative' in the way he interacts with our home, I'd be 300 pounds. Oh wait....

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  23. I could NOT stop laughing at the fact that you blurred his face out b/c he was crying. I'm such a mean mom...have you seen my blog post today about the kids' preschool graduation? I posted pics of my daughter having a complete meltdown and I didn't blur her face. In fact, I did a close-up on it.

    Your son reminds me so much of my 4-yr old son. He'll break something and then look completely dumbfounded when I ask him what happened. "I don't know....the dresser just fell over by itself"....yeah, okay, whatever. As if I'm really that stupid?

    Love the chocolate cake! That kind of stuff makes everyone feel better, no matter what!

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  24. gianna, I ate nearly half of the cake.

    Ooops.

    I also plan on having a piece for breakfast tomorrow.

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  25. Oh, that was just cruel! I've been sitting here reading blogs and desperately wishing that it wasn't too late at night to go get something sweet to eat. And then I see your last pic!

    I'm headed to the kitchen now...

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  26. When all else fails.. make some cake!

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  27. The loud bang followed by a howl is never a good thing.

    Lucky cake fixes just about everything.

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  28. well, i always say that chocolate can cure anything...and see, it did here! what a fun time!

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  29. I can't believe you promised to blur out his face for crying. Still, got most of the affect, though!

    And that's a great solution to the problem.

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  30. One GREAT.BIG.FAT slice o'that, thanks very much. With a huge glass of Italian red.
    Now goodnight....

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  31. Because we all know that chocolate makes everything all better!

    When you have a chance stop by my blog. I've given you an award.

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  32. Chocolate cake ALWAYS solves problems!!! :-)

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  33. So why can't I BE YOUR NEIGHBOR??!! I want some!

    Don't you just love kids and their reenacting of shows and movies? I have two of those here.

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  34. Chocolate makes the world a better place.

    Oh, and I can so relate to you about throwing things in a fit of anger. I think I saw someone do that on TV once. :)

    -Francesca

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  35. A few years ago I raced to the bathroom to answer my daughter's screams, to find that the ceramic soap dish she'd been sitting on every time she took a shower, because she imagined it was a teeny tiny seat for her teeny tiny tushie, had finally come out of the wall.

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  36. mmmm. that looks so good. you know we all want to hear when you figure out the shower rod dilemna. I wish I could help, but for some reason they hate me too and I make my hubby do it.

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  37. "mom is great, she gives us chocolate cake!"...or whatever is was Bill Cosby used to say. poor little man Tommy & his scribbled tears. whatever happened is clearly between him and the shower curtain, and neither one is talkin!

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