Adventures in Mothering

Normally Deanna makes quite a large mess in the kitchen as she prepares her breakfast. Her bus comes at 7AM and since Nadia isn't in school right now, I don't get up until the kids wake me up, so I'm not always up when Deanna is getting ready.
Deema has been in DC since Monday doing some renovation engineering at various Smithsonian museums, so I've been doing the single parent thing. Last night, I stopped in the drug store to purchase my weekly "FREE with rebate" items. This week it was Colgate toothpaste, and 2 Fructis items. While perusing the aisles, I found the refrigerated spirited beverages. I felt experimental so I purchased a 4 pack of Mudslide. It looked refreshing... Khaula, Irish Creme liquor, and vodka. Once the kids were down, I tried some, and bleck! It was not what I was expecting, so I dumped the last half down the drain and then tossed the bottle in the recycling bucket. It also left my stomach feeling kind of unsettled, not fun.
This morning, as I started the coffee pot, made the various milk potions for the little kids, and blankly stared into the fridge attempting to decide what I would fix for breakfast, I noticed an empty looking Mudslide bottle. I picked it up and indeed it was completely empty. It puzzled me. I then checked the others and a second bottle was almost gone as well. Things were not really making sense as I had not yet had that first sip of coffee. It dawned on me, "Perhaps Deanna thought it was chocolate milk!" So my heart kind of did a skip or two and then I wondered if she were drunk at school!! I called her worker who laughed. I called my husband, he laughed too. I was laughing by now as well!
We all came to the conclusion that if Deanna was drunk, I would get a call. Hopefully she wouldn't be suspended, hopefully she doesn't reek of vodka. Hopefully she didn't really drink it. The entire morning was like a suspenseful slow motion movie! I just couldn't wait for her to get home at 12:30!
At 12:15 the phone rang. "Mrs. Zaichenko, this is Mr. Washburn at SECEP, I have Deanna here.... she missed the bus, can you come get her?"
So once I picked her up and we were driving home we talked about her day. She said her tummy was really hurting her all day. Also, she got really sleepy and even had to take a nap. The teacher had to wake her. So then I decided to change subjects. I asked, "How was your chocolate milk this morning?" She asked, "How did you know I drank it?" As we proceeded to discuss the chocolate milk, I finally decided to tell her, "Deanna, it wasn't chocolate milk, it was an alcoholic drink." She was STUNNED! She said, "Well, no wonder it tasted kind of funny! I thought it was maybe a detox chocolate milk!"
So, here is an adventure in mothering I share with you. One for the scrapbooks, one she will never forget!