Friday, February 16, 2007

Lucky mom

Yesterday's commute home was a nightmare. The roads have *still* not been cleared properly, and after struggling to get over to Gabe's daycare in the ice and snow, we proceeded to make our way home. Normally, our commute takes about 45 minutes for the 10-mile journey. When we reached the first bottleneck of the commute and found that it was completely stopped up, we knew that it would be a long drive home. While sitting in the first big jam (a bridge, so not too many choices), Gabe started asking for everything but the kitchen sink. "Bottle? Hold? (meaning hold him) Milk?" I asked him if a pretzel would suffice. "Noooooooooo" he said in a sad little pathetic voice. I felt bad and knew we were in for a long, whiney drive. So, I turned around, looked right at him and said very calmly, "The drive home is going to take a long time today. If you take a nap, it will go much faster, ok?"

And he said "ok" and went to sleep. Went. To. Sleep. Right there. No fuss. Good gawd, how did I get so lucky?

4 comments:

Tinker said...

Awwwww.

abogada said...

Wow! The nap? Totally awesome. 45 minutes for a 10 mile drive? Not so awesome. Hope the ice clears up in the big heat wave that I hope to heavens will come soon.

dish said...

Oh, yes- 45 minutes is our usual. All surface streets (no highway). That night, we didn't get home until 7:30pm. And we didn't get out of the daycare until 6:00 (we're normally out by 5:35-ish) so it was a loooooooong night.

Jenn said...

I've found that the best way to ensure that your street will be the cleanest in the neighborhood is to live across the street from an industrial park that gets a lot of truck traffic. I don't recommend this for everyone, of course.