Thursday, November 08, 2007

Socks, the Musical

The boys had their monthly "late start" for school this morning so that their teachers could get a few extra hours of sanity, lest we all want to foot the bill for their psychiatrists if they don't receive this little "me" time.

After they accompanied me to drop off their sister at preschool, we went home to stuff pancakes into our mouths in a fashion not entirely unlike a pack of wolves dining on a fresh kill. Well, that's what they sounded like anyway.

When the pancake-fest was finished, and they were good and hyped on sugar and high fructose corn syrup from the cheap "maple flavored" stuff that I mistakenly bought, they still had an hour to burn before the first bell rang signalling the start of a very short school day so I decided that there were a few things they could do to help out around the house.

Things like,

hang up their towels . . .

put the cap on the toothpaste . . .

make their beds . . .

load the dishwasher with their sticky breakfast dishes . . .

and pick up all the dirty socks that never seem to find their way to the hamper.

Normally, I would want these tasks completed on a daily basis, BEFORE they leave for school. But the reality of our busy life is that on most days, these things don't get done until they come home simply for the fact that there is so much last minute "goings-on" (like, a permission slip that needs to be signed, or a birthday party invitation that was left in the bottom of a back pack for a week) that need more attention than these chores.

So, I was excited to have their "assistance" so early in the day, and I figured they owed me for all the sugar and carbohydrates I'd just force fed them.

Happily and loudly they got the first few things done, but when it came time for the last task, the picking up of the smelly socks, for some reason this was just too much for them.

"You want me to do what?" Wyatt questioned me.

My answer consisted of something along the lines of I-do-this-every-day-all-day-and-if-you-value-your-young-life-you-will-not-argue!

McRae didn't complain after hearing this.

Instead he decided it would be best handled with a song.

Sung in the tune of "Eye of the Tiger":

Socks!

Socks, socks, socks!

Socks, socks, socks!

Dirty Socks.

Socks you stink, yeah you

You are so gross and so dirty . . .

Thankfully, we only have these late starts once a month.



16 comments:

kimi said...

GOOD TIMES!

jen said...

i honestly don't know how some folks choose child care as a profession, do you?

Monique said...

Hahaha!!! I love the cleaning theme. I think if I use that in my daily regime, I will be a happier mom.

flutter said...

That is so fun, and gross....

Family Adventure said...

This is the kind of morning you'll remember, you know! :)

Heidi

Becky said...

omg i'm totally singing that song now lol

Worker Mommy said...

HaHa, well at least he can provide you with some musical entertainment in the midst of all the madness ;)

Tabba said...

in response to jen's comment:

it leaves you scratching your head for sure!!!

what is it about dirty socks?
we have the same problem in our house. they never seem to make it past the livingroom floor.

Jenny said...

Ha! I'm going to be singing the socks song all afternoon.

Kellan said...

Very cute! Maybe there just needs to be a song to attach to every chore - if that gets it done. Have a good weekend.

Kyla said...

LOL. That tune can make many things seem more appealing.

painted maypole said...

i like that kid...

Left Coast Sister said...

Who gets the credit for teaching him that tune in the first place?! Love it.

Redneck Mommy said...

Killing myself laughing. Over in my direction we have early DISMISSAL once a month so the teachers can all grab what's left of their sanity and head to the local bar.

My kids and I JUST LOVE those days.

What's not to love about fighting over who gets to scrub the toilet bowl and see who can make mom's eye twitch the fastest...

Mrs. Chicken said...

Ha! "Eye of The Tiger" is one of my favorite cheesy 80s songs.

Lisa said...

Now when I hear that song, I'm going to start singing, Socks! Socks, socks socks!" heehee. Too cute.