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Mr Mom [Day 1 April 23, 2007, Monday]

We got back very late last night from Nashville landing around 8:30, almost 2 hours late. American Airlines was 2 for 2 this trip - both ends of the flight were delayed. Ah well. In any case, the girls had a great flight, they really are angels. They are also keenly aware that daddio is over his head a bit and cooperated and acted perfectly the entire trip.

I think we're alone now

After we landed we called to talk to mommy - my favorite part (and proudest) was when Sydney told her mom that she had Coke for dinner (no food, just a Coke). Yea, nice job pops, off to a great start. I did manage to get Julia to eat something before we took off, so points there I guess.

When we finally got home, I forced the kids to brush their teeth and hit the sack immediately. They were tired, no problems there at all.

Somehow, I remembered to defrost the bread (see picture below).

Yes, I did somehow remember

In the morning, I woke up early and made lunch. Making lunch felt a bit like an improv act - I was stumbing around the kitchen, looking for different things that would fit nicely or be edible to toss into the kids bags. I did OK according to Julia who I believe was actually a tiny bit impressed.

Sydney cooperated by getting out of bed by 7:10 and not fussing all that much. I did however have to pull her out of bed (Julia reminded me to simply pick her up). In Mr. Mom fashion I dropped her to her feet on the fireplace. That got a laugh.

Julia made Sydney breakfast (waffles) and I started to devise a plan by which Julia would do all the work and I'd simply sit back and "manage." The best plans are the simplest they say.

As they were eating, I started laundry.

Question:
Which is worse:
A) The loading of dirty, smelly clothes,
B) The unloading of wet soggy clothes
C) Folding and putting away

I'll let you know when it's all done. The 2nd load is in right now.

Just before I took them down to the bus stop, we all reviewed the shopping list I put together. We all agreed that it looks OK, but I have this odd feeling that I'll need to go shopping 300 times this week, each time forgetting 1 thing that I really needed.

Comments

Maryanne said…
C is definately the worst! Good Job Mister Mom and you even got a chance to watch Heroes! Kudos!

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