Living By The Clock

I can't remember when the world was black and white.  Or when the things that needed done were set by what time it is, not by the 20 things everyone has asked me to do since they got up this morning.  Zach still lives in that black and white world.  Things are either right or they are wrong.  Either good or bad.  I live in a hundred shades of gray.  You know what I mean....... Zach, lying is wrong.  Mommy- Unless the truth will hurt someone's feelings, unless the truth is best omitted, unless it's easier to tell the kids something else like "mommy, how did the baby GET in that lady's tummy?"  Zach knows that he gets up at 6:15 in the morning - when the big hand is on the 3;  he goes out to wait for the bus at 7:00- when the big hand is on the 12; he gets in the shower at 6:45 - when the big hand is on the 9; and to bed at 7:15 - when the big hand is on the 3.  Usually I have to remind him, but tonight the big boys and Mike were out working in the In-Law apartment, and I lost track of time.  At 6:50, Zach came up to me to tell me "Mom, it's shower time".  My goodness he is right.  Down he gets sent down to shower.  He can do everything from turning on the water to getting his hairwashed and rinsed alone, and but he always wants someone to go downstairs with him.  Whoever goes with him can come up after he steps in and he is fine with that.  Tonight, I told him the big boys were with Daddy, so he should just go get in.  "But what if there is a spider down there?"   AAAHHHH, I FINALLY figured out why he always wants someone to go down with him -I know he hates bugs and spiders, I also know there are tons of spiders around the house.  Apparently he finds them in the bathroom often enough to need pest control to go in ahead of him to clear the area.  The big boys are the guys that go into the war zone ahead of the troops to scope out the terrain.  Hope they are up to scoping out the area ahead of Molly too!!