Wednesday, July 22, 2015

wake up call

I'm up late again watching Breaking Bad with Alexander. 

The show is addictive.  Honestly, I have never watched anything on TV as good as this. Smart writing, gorgeous cinematography, beautifully developed characters, and small story elements that are never expected. It's a show that is totally unpredictable. Not like, "OMG, I would never have suspected him." No, the plot twists are far more subtle and interesting. And seemingly inconsequential introductions can develop episodes later into pivotal show-altering situations. We are beginning Season Three, and of 22 episodes so far, we have not watched one weak one.  Not one that Alexander would characterize as filler, as he often did with episodes of Homeland or 24.  Every single episode of Breaking Bad advances the plot and characters in important ways; there is no waste.

I try to sleep but can't. Thoughts of Skyler, Walt and Jesse keep me awake. Finally, I drift off, only to awaken again at 1:30. I think I'll have steak for dinner so I take one out of the freezer to defrost. Now I'm wide awake. It's after 3 before I fall asleep again.

10:20 this morning. 

Alexander marches into my bedroom clanking together two big aluminum pots, shouting, "Get up. Get up. Get up"  I smile. He's mimicking me when I had to get him up for school. Now he's more responsible. 

He pulls my covers off me, still shouting, "Get up. Get up. Get up."  I did that too.

And then when all else failed, the dripping water.

Alexander remembers that too, and returns threatening me with water.  "If you don't get up now, I am going to pour this on your head."  I would just let a few drops dribble onto his forehead, and that was always as a last resort. He would probably have dumped the whole bottle on me had I not gotten up. He doesn't do much in moderation. Plus, it would have delighted him to do it.

"What have you done so far today?  It's almost noon and you've done nothing."

"The day is already half gone," he continues to shout.

"Make you bed."

"And you left your water bottles all over the living room."  

I listen to my words come out of my son's mouth. Please tell me I don't sound like that!


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