I wondered this as I spotted my cell phone across the room in the hands of my youngest. My frantic expressions caused him to laugh like an evil leprechaun I once saw in a bad movie.
He slid behind the couch and began pressing keys.
“If you hit redial you’ll be in big trouble!” I threatened. But it was too late; a line of numbers appeared on the screen. I lunged for the phone as my youngest threw it up in the air.
I caught it and landed on the couch. Both boys observed my awesome play.
"Hello," I said, cringing, knowing the number my three year-old had pranked probably belonged to someone I had interviewed earlier.
A school superintendent greeted me.
“I must have accidentally called you. I’m sorry,” I explained, giving my three year- old a look that made him and his innocent brother turn and bolt for the den.
“But Mommy, I’m just reading with fluency,” he said.
My eyes widened. Show me a parent who can argue that.
Somehow, I got my work done before the next interruption, which involved a request for snacks.
“All this sickness is making me hungry,” little brother announced.
“Who do you think you are, anyway, Mister,” I asked, losing patience. He handed me a business card belonging to an Islip Town Councilman.
"Although I am impressed, you still have to take your Tamiflu,” I said, laughing.
“Nope,” he said, curtly.
Luckily, before I could jump on him and pry open his mouth, I was graced with another idea.
“Just a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down, in the most delightful way!” I sang, while adding sugar to the dosage cup.
He watched, cautiously curious. I extended my hand and after a pause he accepted the tiny cup, drinking its contents in full. Then my youngest slammed the empty cup down on the kitchen table, smiling.
“That’s what I am talkin’ bout, Mama,” he said.
At that point, the day seemed very long.I could not help but thank God and Mary Poppins aloud.
“Um, Mommy, you should actually be thanking the creator of the character Mary Poppins, since she is not real,” my oldest corrected me.
"Excuse me. Thank you, P.L. Travers," I said.