I need to preface this post. I love my husband. But....
Our kids have been sick for nearly two weeks. First the little girl got a nasty cold that has made an otherwise happy-go-lucky kid cranky, snotty, and just a regular pain in the ass. After the 3rd day I was really scraping the bottom of the sympathy barrel. I know she didn't feel well, but really did she need to latch herself onto my leg, scream, cry, and jump to get up all at the same time? Then...this weekend the boy got the stomach bug. Luckily this thing lasted only 24 hours, so I didn't run out of sympathy, but I may have run out of Clorox wipes. Nasty.
So today my husband comes into the kitchen and with all sincerity says,
Honey, if you want to get a little time to yourself today, you can take my car to the DMV and renew the registration...while the kids nap.
Wait, I think I misheard you. Did you say that I should go get a mani/pedi, go read gossip magazines in Starbucks, or just go drive around in the peace and quiet? No...I think what I heard was that in my "time to myself" while the kids are asleep or at the very least quiet in the room, you are going to let me go to the DMV for you?
You are so sweet. But things around here aren't that bad...yet.
Monday, December 22, 2008
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3 comments:
Oh, Dave.
Dave, Dave, DAVE.
lol! Totally sounds like something my husband would say! Call me when you get out for that mani / pedi, I will join you!
OMG! I stumbled across your blog tonight and was reading through, when I came to this one, and it made me laugh until I cried! My husband and I just had a conversation very similar:)
Emily
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