If I Were a Bean

Today I dedicate this blog to the avid readers of Bean's "virtual diary" as I am one of them.

As we all know, she's incredibly busy and we must accept that sometimes, her bloggination is limited. As you read, this is not written by her, but by me, Lyss, who has taken the liberty to live "a day in the life of bean" to hopefully fulfill the needs of fellow readers.

So far today, I assume Bean has undergone the following:

1) Woken up to little feet running up the stairs to bombard her with flying elbow drops.

2) Guided the little wrestle mania darlings back down the stairs to start breakfast. Perhaps protein shakes should be put on hold?

3) Watched Nan demonstrate her siblings in the ever-so-intensely manner of mastering the elbow drop as they taught her, while mom's back was turned.

4) Sat and watched her beautiful children eat and wondered why she couldn't be so entertained with simple foods.

5) Suddenly snapped out of her "'wonder" to the phone ringing.

6) The ring of the phone reminded her of the ring on the dryer, and remembered the laundry.

7) With the help of the wrestle mania participants, she made her way down stairs to "wrestle" with the laundry.

8) Witnessed that although their intentions were good in wanting to help, the wrestlettes gradually maneuvered over to the "play area" and once again, alone time with fabric began.

9) In the midst of this, became a victim of Mr. Striped Sock with Hole (a death-defying icon in the house often influenced by the throw of Cowboy). Almost landed in the eye. That was close.

10) Recovered with removal of lint from her eye, she found herself zooming back up the stairs because the phone rang again. Almost tripped from the blurred vision - that was close.

And here she sits currently. Chattin' away about the how the sun has decided to show itself again after a little shower. How great!

The little scamper of feet are heard in the distance as they get closer and closer. Around the bend they come, the little wrestlettes have discovered their target and proceed to try out their new move which is quite similar to King of the Hill, but rather this time called, King of the Mom.

Be still Bean, and know that the tickle monster isn't too far. No one said this wasn't a tag team.

Disclosure: No wrestlettes were harmed in the making of this entry. Some or all events may not have happened. I'm a professional guesser and should never be taken seriously.


Graciously ghost-written by LyssyPoo