it's 4:30a, and my (now ex) husband is up and getting ready to board a bus to buffalo. it's a 5 hour trip to see the bills play. i can't talk. i have a sore throat and a fever (strep...ugh). i have 3 boys...6, 5, and 3. i tell him "go anyway" because that's what women say when they mean "duh doy! OF COURSE i want you to stay home!". when i regained consciousness, the sun had gone down and a horrible winter storm was blowing. when i regained consciousness, my house appeared to have suffered a tornado. when i regained consciousness, we had a new pet cat. my fever had spiked and made me a little delirious. the kids tell me they took care of everything. they watched videos and played games. they cleaned the house (oh!!! so this is what a clean house looks like?!!). they invited a cat, that had been hanging around our porch for a week, inside because of the impending storm. dustin had made breakfast, lunch, and dinner. the menu of the day? peanut butter and jelly.
FLASH FORWARD today
today is kid's take over the kitchen day. let your kids get involved in the planning and preparation of your family meal today. maybe, then, your kids will get more than just pb&j when you're unconscious on the couch.
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