This morning as I was getting ready for work, I heard Maggie wailing from the kitchen. Thinking she had been somehow wounded, I flew down the stairs to tend to her. She was perched on her chair, just where I left her, her cheese and banana breakfast laid out before her. She was crying too hard for me to understand what the problem was, so I asked Bart what happened. He told me he blew a raspberry in her direction and she just started crying. With a nod of her head and outstretched arms looking for a hug, Maggie confirmed that this was indeed the reason for the tears.
When she had calmed down enough to speak, she revealed that she was covered in “brother slobber”. Poor thing.
I’m going to NYC for a girls weekend this week. I’m really looking forward to spending time with my best friends (my high school friends!) and taking a bite out of the Big Apple!
There’s so much work involved in making sure the house will run for 4 days without me; a sampling:
- make an detailed itinerary so the kids make it to their lessons/social engagements/school on time
- lay out kids’ clothes for specific events (dance clothes for dance lessons, appropriate birthday party clothes, school clothes for Monday); neither the kids nor Homer show good judgment in this area
- buy and wrap birthday presents for parties
- teach Homer how to do the girls’ hair (he is overwhelmed by this task)
- catch up on all the laundry so that I won’t have such a massive pile when I get home
- leave out coupons for pizza, food delivery. Remind Lisa to remind Homer to make sure they are getting enough fruits and vegetables
I don’t mean to make Homer sound incompetent, because he’s not. The kids’ schedules/home organization have just always been my domain (and I like it that way), so we all panic a bit when the leader of the pack takes a little break. They’ll be fine... maybe a little hopped up on junk food and too much TV, but otherwise fine.
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You're right, they will be fine, and you are going to have an awesome time.
Also, poor Maggie! I don't have a brother, but brother slobber sounds TERRIBLE.
I just did a 4-day trip back in February, leaving my husband in charge of the 4 girls. I did the same as you with preparing and then I made detailed lists of EVERYTHING I could think of, except I went even further and just canceled all activities that would require his getting anyone anywhere other than school and in bed by a certain time. They were always late to bed (but really, they often are anyway), but always made it to school WITH teeth and hair brushed and actual clothes on. Their diet while I was gone consisted of hot dogs, pizza, mac n cheese and chicken nuggets, but they all survived. Have FUN!!!
Have fun! Take pictures!
Have fun in NYC! Sounds like a blast. I am getting ready to go to a conference in two weeks and I am doing the exact same thing. Except that my husband is in denial and takes my preparations as an insult to his ability to cope. LOL
The kids will be fine. And your right Homer is not incompetent, he has always relied on you for direction and probably doesn't look at the fine details of the day running of the household. I usually have to do the same with Scott, and in the end just "things happen as they may". As long as the kids are alive, and I'm rested... I let it go. Have a blast in NYC, take pictures!
I hope you are having an amazing and refreshing time!
Ahh, we are familiar with the brother slobber phenomenon.
How was your weekend away??
Brother slobber!!! HA!!!!!
Hey, aren't you going to TELL US about the weekend?!
(No pressure or anything.) (I'm sure you don't have anything else to do.)
Ahhh, a girls' weekend sounds divine. how old is your youngest? just wondering when i can dash off and leave them with my husband. i hope to hear about your weekend adventures, you know, living vicariously and all that.
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