Raising Momma: Big Night "Out"

Today's tale is from Raising Momma my life saga. If you've followed previous stories then you'll recall I'm putting my mom through college. Well, surprise, today is her first day back. I thought I had another week. What the hell happened? Where did the summer go? And why didn't anyone tell me it was almost over? We really need to work on our communication.

This morning Mom and I were talking about my friend whose having a baby and mentioned cloth diapers. (I laughed, Mom's told me many a story about cloth diapers).

"Oh, I could write a book on the many fabulous uses of cloth diapers. Especially, when you're poor. Those things are wonderful. Throw one over your shoulder for spit up while you're burping the baby. Lay one down on the changing table, coffee table, or whatever you're using to change the diaper. Wash the car, the kitchen counters, pretty much anything you need a rag for. Oh, they are wonderful, and reusable. Just make sure you rinse them before you stick'em in the wash." She giggled.

"Maybe you should write a book."

I laughed, then I realized, her diapering experience came from the years those cloth diapers covered my ass. Maybe she shouldn't write a book.

This afternoon I sat, checking my e-mail, when in came excited Momma, clapping her hands.

"Do you remember when Shelby told me to use different coloured paper for each class?" She waited, patiently. I could tell it was hard for her. Goddess bless, this whole scene seemed very familiar.

I simply nodded, choosing the safest route available.

"Well, do you think I can do that? You know get different coloured paper?"

The practical person that I am answered, "Do you mind if we put that on hold until after we get your truck registered? I'm thinking you'd like to drive the Scooby Mobile to Centenary."

She looked me in the eye and squealed. She freakin' squealed at me. Then she started pulling five subject spiral notebooks out of various hiding places in the office. I grabbed one I had stashed, and handed it over.

"But, but, I thought you were using this one." She spoke slowly.