Does my family miss me? It's a toss-up. I know (according to the woes and complaints I have heard) that they miss my awesome cooking and laundry skills and my expertise in keeping a litter box clean and my oh-so-efficient method of getting in and out of a grocery store in record time while managing to get everyone picked up and delivered to wherever it is they need to be. But do they miss me? I tend to think not so much when late night conversations on the webcam go something like this...
Me, checking the clock: You kids better be getting ready for bed. It's after ten there and it's a school night. Two kids, giving each other a slight grin: Nah, Dad pretty much lets us stay up as long as we want.
Me, talking to the husband later: So the kids are telling me you're always outside and they stay up as late as they want to. Husband, laughing (the laugh that says "oh crap"): No. I make them shut everything down by midnight. I make them clean the house. It's okay. We're all good.
Yeah. I think it's about time for me to get home.
They are all simply getting along too well without me.
1 comment:
Home awaits you. Moms are simply NOT expendable. Take care.
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