Since there was nothing that caught my interest on the cable channels, I ended up yesterday in a GMA-7 marathon: from “Blue’s Clues” at 6:30 am to Mel & Joey at 7:00 PM. (but don’t ask me what’s the hottest chika on S-files because I wouldn’t remember!)
Well, almost a marathon…except for the few breaks: every time Raine insisted on watching the car and motorcycle race in Star Sports channel and once when I insisted that it’s time for his afternoon nap.
I was almost ready to call it a day so for the last time I surfed the channels and there (!) at 9pm : Spiderman(1) was on at HBO. Spiderman (2) was Raine’s first movie theater experience and Toby McGuire is a younger version of a dear friend of mine.
So, couch potatoes as we are…mother and child, lying on a mattress in front of the TV…Raine having his last “dede” before going to sleep…I’ve hit the jackpot (child falling asleep in front of the TV while mommy is watching Spiderman for the nth time). Or so I thought…
I don’t know when exactly I buzzed-off. All I can remember was Spiderman in a blur (or was it green goblin?) while intermittently hearing shouts of “mommy, mommy…’sing, ‘sing…ano?! ano?! . (in adult language: mommy…gising! (wake up) and a non-stop ano-ano (what-what?) when pointing to anything he (Raine) knows but cannot pronounce yet.)
So I guess it was already 11 pm or so (when the movie finished) when a zombie-like mommy was last seen carrying a still-blabberring-21-month old boy to bed.
This morning we both overslept…I hate Mondays!