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Topic: Concentration (07/24/08)
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By Glynis Becker
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I’ll worry about that later. Right now I was distributing laundry, tripping over ‘The Foot Book’ (ironic, huh?) and chanting the names of binary acids at the same time. All together now, “Hydrofluoric, hydrochloric, hydrosulfuric…”
“Mommy,” a whiny voice said from underneath the Downy-fragranced towels I was holding. I parted them like the Red Sea and squinted down at a small child, covered in what I hoped was chocolate. “Jenny gots more cookies than me. And den she took mine away and said I shouldn’t say nuffin to you.”
“Okay. I’ll take of her in a minute. Why don’t you go in the bathroom and wash your face and hands, honey? Here.” I handed her the clean white towel (heaven only knows what I was thinking) from the top of the stack and shooed her into the bathroom.
The index card was shoved into a pocket, awaiting some later moment. I continued down the hallway to find the accused (albeit innocent-until-proven-guilty) cookie stealer and was rewarded with a head-butt to the stomach. Jenny was running around the corner like an Olympic sprinter. My best guess (and Mommy’s best guess is usually dead-on right) was that she was attempting to thwart little Janie’s mission to tell on her. Of course, I love my Jenny, but I’ve also known her since The Colicky Days.
“Oof! Jenny, Janie told me that you took her cookies. Did you? And why were you two eating cookies this close to dinner?”
“You said we could. I asked if I could have a snack and you said, ‘Whatever you want.’”
Oh. Yeah. I did say that, but in my defense I was only up to “Hydrogen” in my rendition of “The Elements” (Tom Lehrer-style) and had only been half-listening. If Jenny had asked me if she could get a tattoo and live at the Mall, I probably would have agreed to that too. Note to self: Don’t let on that you’re not listening. Jenny will take advantage. And she’ll give classes to Janie with plenty of extra credit.
“Alright, honey. That one was my fault. But did you take her cookies away? That one’s on you. Go apologize, play a game of CandyLand with her“—Jenny rolled her eyes—“and let me get this work done. I’ll make something for supper soon, so no more snacks!”
Currently, meat was defrosting for spaghetti while the children were playing in a couch-cushion fort and were surprisingly quiet (not yet to that well-known ‘dangerous’ quiet), so I settled myself at the kitchen table and poured a glass of iced tea. I found my Chemistry folder and pulled out another index card. This one was wavy and much of the purple ink I’d written with was smeared. I’d been studying the ternary acids last night while giving Janie a bath. My propensity for doing too many things at once had now left me wondering whether HNO3 was “Nitric acid” or “Nitrous acid”, as my notes simply read “n-i-t-splotch”.
I tossed the unusable card onto the table and laid my head on my arms. God, I truly believe this is where You want me to be. But I never thought it would be so hard! What was I thinking? Or maybe, what were You thinking? I can’t do this! I don’t think I can focus on school and be the wife and mom that I expect myself to be. What am I going to do?
I must have drifted off, because I was startled when a kiss brushed my cheek. The voice I loved most in this world quietly spoke my favorite words: “Sweetheart, just rest for awhile. Forget spaghetti. I’m taking the girls for pizza. I’ll bring you back double cheese, with sausage, no peppers.” He kissed me again. “I don’t know how you do it. You’re amazing, love.”
I smiled and straightened my shoulders. We were in this together. We—my husband, my God and I—could do this!
Well, we could. Just as soon as I find my index cards.
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"If Jenny had asked me if she could get a tattoo and live at the Mall, I probably would have agreed to that too." Five stars from me.
One of my favorite lines is when she asked God "What were you thinking?" : ) Like I said, so real! Great job!!!
I really hope this one places high, because it is one of my favorites in advanced this week.