15.10.09

superman ain't got nothin' on me

My sister once told me that when occasion demands she takes her phone calls sitting on the floor of her son's closet, with the door closed and with his bedroom door closed. This makes me giggle riotously because I can picture her kids wandering the house getting more and more concerned, "Mom, where are you? Mom? Mo-om? Mom! Mother?!?" Is it cruel that I fantasize about doing things like this to my kids? - well, my ship is in folks!

The other day I was on the phone with my mom and cleaning out my under-the-stairs closet. I was also holding a conversation with my almost-4-year-old that was going a little something like this...

Josh: "Is it dark in there?"
Me: "yup"
J: "Is it dark in there?"
M: "Yes honey"
J: "Is it dark in there?"
Me, looking directly into his eyes: "Yes, it is dark in here. But why don't you ask me one more time."
Josh, looking a little confused: "Is it..."
Me: "Why, yes, it is! Now, go away."

I promptly sit down on a pile of Christmas boxes and extend a heartfelt apology to my mother, because recent anecdotal evidence suggests that Josh is every grandmother's dream grandchild - the reincarnation of all his parents' most 'endearing' traits. (If you're wondering, Josh gets his incessant chattering from me and his skill for pestering from his father - yes, my daily fear IS that my brain will start slowly trickling out my ear - why do you ask?) And now we get to the good part....

This is my downstairs (under the stair) closet. Because of the landing, you walk in, duck your head make a u-turn and crawl a little further. This is where I keep all things seasonal - usually Christmas boxes in the most inaccessable part, camping and outdoors-y stuff at the "U" and coats and shoes at the front. At this time of year I have to go in and "front" all the winter clothes/boots/mittens/etc. and I figure, while I'm in there, swap the camping and christmas positions for easy access in another month. This is where I may have hit apon the answer to all my prayers.
The Fortress of Solitude

I figure between my cordless phone, laptop, plug-in cooler and battery operated camping lantern I can hide out in here until my kids go to college.

9 comments:

CASSIE said...

Ha Ha! Love it! I wonder if your camp out theory would work on spouses when necessary? ;)
P.S Nice cooler... We have the exact same one. Only I've forgotten how to access it, in the maze of our own under-stair-storage clutter :P

Kimara said...

Oh how I wish now I had some stairs! I think that is so funny! It is good that you have made it comfy as you kids are still little and you have 15 or so more years under there!

You and Harry Potter have the same hideout

Stephanie said...

make some more room - I'M COMING OVER!!!

Kathy T. said...

I'm kicking myself - my fortress of solitude was made into the kids playroom - which they never use.... maybe a little renovation is in order.

You are crazy-funny! (But mostly funny.)

Anonymous said...

Too, TOO funny! Now I'll know where to imagine you are in the house when we talk on the phone!

Mom

Joanne said...

sah-wheet deal dahling! I gotta get me one of those! and is it dark in there??????

Lisa C said...

It's a little dark, but I hang my camping lantern from a hook in the ceiling and it's, like, ambient-lighting dark.

The Whiddens said...

hahaha, you definitely have me beat now!

Nancy said...

that is great!! Love the idea, now all you need is a child safety lock on the door and your all set!!!! Also a do not disturb sign would be just right!!