We had a big day planned ahead. Well, more like a day with an ambitious goal—to move the rest of the office furniture downstairs and REALLY set up the basement to be the little men's cave that it was shaping up to be. The little men were very excited, needless to say. Especially since the bigger one of the 2 little men, the one that's bigger than me, is having friends over tomorrow, and anticipating a day of WOW.
Of course I get to do all the brain work in this endeavor, i.e, figuring out where everything goes, because there is a very inconveniently located beam support smack in the middle of the basement! #$%@!! Anyway.... I digress.
Alex: Mom, let's get started.
Me: Dude, I just got up! I'm sitting and relaxing for a bit.
Alex: You just got up, so why do you need to relax?
Me: ................
Standing my ground, I refused to budge, propping my feet up on my knee chair where the knees are supposed to go, looking very smug.
Alex, decided that action was better than words, put his hands on my shoulders, and proceeded to STEER me, on the chair, towards the office!!!!
So I'm being pushed around on a wheeled chair, by my son. Already..... I should cry!
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