*Every Thursday we introduce you to another quick bedtime story about our family’s favorite resident reptile – Baby Frederico. The backstory can be found here. Enjoy!
Baby Frederico loves his Momma Mia and Papá Frita, his buddy Grenelda the Grasshopper, blue crayons, popcorn…and old records; but he did not like to clean up his messes. Here is his story:
The mess was everywhere. It was in the kitchen, on the bathroom sink, all over the living room floor, down the hallway – everywhere – and Baby Frederico knew he would hear about it from his momma when she arrived home from the grocery store.
Tuesday mornings were the one day in which Baby Frederico had the morning all to himself and was responsible for himself. He was in charge of making his own breakfast, brushing his own teeth, picking out whatever he wanted to wear for the day, and playing a video game, reading a book or setting up all of his race car tracks along the long hallway outside his bedroom. There was only one rule: clean up by the time momma showed up. It was a rule that he didn’t always remember. His momma, on the other hand, never forgot it.
“Baby Frederico, I’m home.” Momma Mia was just walking in the backdoor with a load of groceries.
Baby Frederico froze. He had not noticed the time and could never clean up all of his messes before his momma would see them.
“What now?” he thought.
And then he had an idea. He ran to the door to help with the groceries. He smiled his very toothiest smile. He told his momma how especially beautiful she looked. He told her how grateful he was that she spent her time and money buying food for the family to eat. He told her that she was the greatest mother who had ever lived in the whole wide world for all time. He even offered to wash her car.
But Momma Mia knew something was up.
“My little pasta primavera, what is going….” Momma’s voice quickly fell to a whisper. She was now standing in the middle of a very messy kitchen. There was not a clean spot anywhere for her to put the groceries. She said nothing, nothing at all. Baby Frederico did not like it when his Momma said nothing, especially when he expected her to say something.
Still holding the groceries, Momma walked on and stopped in the middle of a very messy living room. She looked down the hallway, a very messy hallway. She peeked in the bathroom, a very messy bathroom. Baby Frederico was still carrying several bags of groceries, as well, and was becoming nervous. Why had his momma not said anything yet? Why had HE not said anything yet?
Then, Momma Mia did the most surprising thing. She smiled as she walked into Baby Frederico’s own room and placed all of the groceries…on his bed. She went to the car and carried in the rest of the sacks and put ALL of them on his bed, too, even the sack with toilet paper and ketchup in it! And then, Momma Mia took her favorite book from the shelf in the hallway and went out onto the porch to read.
Baby Frederico got the message…and his momma had not said a single word. He was not about to sleep with toilet paper and ketchup or anything else that didn’t belong in his bed.
He knew what he must do…the right thing. He cleaned up each mess in each room – the kitchen was spotless, the bathroom was toothpasteless, the living room was clutterless, the hallway was racetrackless, and his bedroom – well, it was toiletpaperless. Just the way he liked it. And Momma Mia – she liked it, too.