6:30 — Mom wakes me — I love Mommy and Mommy loves Me
6:31 — Pull the covers over my head and wait for her to remind me at 6:35
6:35 — Reminder
6:36 — Lights are turned on and curtains flung open — sun unfairly attacks my head
6:36 — Pillow over head for protection from mean sun
6:37 — Sigh — I need to pee — no choice — have to get up
6:40 — Choose which socks to wear with my underwear — decide if I want to wear pants today — shorts and a sweater?
— “Poppy Bear? What’s the weather again?”
6:44 — Going to be on time — time to play on the stairs — god I love the bumpy lumpy grumpy stairs
— “Eli — stop playing on the stairs! It’s breakfast.”
6:45 — Wakey wakey eggs and bakey — “Oh no — oatmeal again? Blah!” — God, I love this oatmeal
6:49 — Queue Pop’s favourite questions. “Why are bananas yellow?” “Are those real flowers?” “Why are there pipe cleaners in the lilies?”
— follow this with endless spinning on my stool while I eat my cereal. Pop loves me when I fly
— “Eli! Stop that. Eat your breakfast.”
7:01 — Just made it on time. I’m a rock star. I’m cool. I can do anything ….
7:01 — I HATE!! brushing my teeth. Oh — it’s getting more wiggly. What’s in my room? Oh, I can pick up the lint and save it for my nest. Why are my books not lined up with the others? Is that my lava? I haven’t opened it for ever … like ever. I wonder what happens if I put my Lego Batman in it?
— “Mommy!? look at what I made — isn’t this cool. Batman is so strong he can walk on lava and ….”
7:05 — “Eli — brush your teeth!”
7:11 — “Pop — what’s the weather?”
— “It’s snowing and minus 7. Snow pants and boots, buddy.”
— “Why can’t I wear my rain boots?”
— “Because it’s not raining. Because it’s minus 7. Because it’s winter still.”
— “Awww. I hate snow. I wanna wear my rain boots. Why is its still winter? Winter sucks.”
7:15 — If I don’t put on my boots — does that mean it isn’t winter? Where did Mommy hide my sandals?
7:16 — Wow. I’m ready early — time to watch a movie on my tablet
— “What?”
— “Sorry buddy. We’re leaving in 4 minutes. No time for screen time. Grab a book if you’d like.”
— “No! It’s not fair. I’m ready. Mommy said ….”
7:17 — Why doesn’t anyone keep their promises? No body wants me to be happy. School sucks. And why can’t I have dog? I hate my gloves. They’re so pinchy
7:18 — “Eli — where are your mitts?”
7:19 — I hope there is a cookie in my lunch. The ginger cookie. Ava says it make me smell like a candy. oh — what’s that? I need to poop now
7:20 — “Where’s Eli?”
— “He’s taking a crap … now.”
7:21 — Why are they so loud. I just need to poop. What’s the big deal. I was ready on time. Seriously. My parents don’t want me to have fun. Oh look — if I spin the toilet paper backwards, it makes a water slide onto the floor
— Why can’t I whistle? How does Pop do that? Why does spit keep coming out?
7:25 — “Eli? What are you doing in there?”
— “I’m pooping. I’m done.”
7:26 — “Eli? Did you wash your hands?”
7:27 — Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me. happy birthday to Eli … happy birthday to me
— Let’s kick the rock across the room. I’m Ronaldo. Yeah! Goal.
7:28 — “Come on Eli. Please, put on your boots — we’re going to be late.”
7:29 — Why are my rain boots blue?
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Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo).
Today’s prompt: Today, I challenge you to write your own Sei Shonagon-style list of “things.” What things? Well, that’s for you to decide!
30 Poems in 30 Days
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