I put my game face on today. Sheryl left for Michigan this afternoon for Kiki's baby shower up there with all the fam. Thankfully, my mom agreed to be on duty this afternoon until I could leave work. On the way home I began to hear music...kinda like "Stranger Than Fiction"...it was the "Flight of the Bumblebee".
I zoomed into the driveway in time to run in and change Sam's pants, load everyone up in the car and head to Maddie and Ella's school for parent-teacher conference with Ella's teacher. We waited out in the hall amidst my quiet lectures to Sam..."Be a gentleman, Sam. Sit down, Sam. Quit jumping off that table, Sam. Sam, don't hit your sister!! Quit knocking at the door, Sam..there's a meeting going on! Do you need to go to the bathroom, Sam? No? OK...then quit holding yourself!!!!"
(breathe....) Now, onto my meeting with the lovely and patient Mrs. Locke. Mrs. Locke is very thorough and requested that the kids stay outside the door. (I am quietly protesting looking over my shoulder..."Sammm...") Mrs. Locke is the picture of patience. She calmly went through each part of the progress report (all positive) and then commented on how at recess Ella likes to direct and choreograph the rest of the class outside in her own show. Oh dear.
We finished just as something crashed outside. No one hurt...nothing to see here. I gathered my beautiful monkeys up and headed for the car. As we were getting in I realized I had forgotten something important at work. It was already late. This means dinner in the car...from a bag... and 20 min there and back. (sigh)
After zooming there and back we had just enough time to run inside and take baths. Everyone bathed, got dressed, dried hair, pottied, brushed teeth, picked out uniform clothing for tomorrow, found Maddie's reader's theater script, scratched backs, told one short story and DONE.
Now...everyone is quietly snoozing. They look like cherubs. Sheryl is almost to Michigan. I got to watch the SNL prime time special and all is right in the world.
Tomorrow will be a juggling act, but I am good to go. Dads...let's raise our glasses. HERE'S TO YOU, MOTHERS OF THE WORLD...YOU ABSOLUTELY ROCK!
Now...3 more days....
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Gentlemen, Start Your Engines!
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You are a beast
YES! YES! YES! Holy cow - I am so useless when it comes to even remotely keeping up with my wife. I am seriously thinking that mommy's have supernatural powers that daddy just missed when it was all sorted out - God bless mommies, and give Daddy's a clue!
Of course it sounds like you took care of business...
Good luck...call us if you need reinforcements
I do have to say that I think that some Dad's get a bad rap because of some of the other "pitiful Dads" (those who can't even feed their child without their wife around). I look forward to those special times when it's just me with the guys.
Then again, I don't mind handing them back to my wife too!! HA
That said, my wife is amazing and my family is better because of her.
I read a lot of blogs....and this is the first time I've read the word "pottied" in a blog post. woo hoo!
:) What a dad!
Oh, I so LOL'd at "Ella likes to direct and choreograph the rest of the class outside in her own show"! Too funny!
Like father, like daughter :)
Malia
So was it a bad thing, a good thing, or simply a commentary about Ella's directing abilities being put to use?
It was commentary. She actually loved it! I just thought it was funny.
I get the girls every Tuesday night while Stephanie retreats to a quiet coffee shop with friends for a much needed and deserved conversation with people over the age of 7. I love the time with the girls, but even at the end of a "regular" night, I'm ready to collapse. Well done BST! And well said.
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