Then Michelin Man walks over to me and starts fussing at me because, well, he is 11 months old and that's what they do, playing with my belly fat and wiping dirt/mud all over me and The Kid joins in the fun by spitting at me (well, not spitting exactly, but making noise with his lips that also happens to make him spray saliva everywhere). Then The Kid drags me over to the pool (um, a kiddie pool) and makes me get in where they both decide to attack my chest (darn halter tops and their accessible boobies!).
Guilt gone.
LOL, perfect.
ReplyDeleteHere I sit on the laptop feeling guilty while my husband works, reading about another mom feeling guilty about her husband working...then I got hit in the head with an apple core torpedo "ALL DONE!" from one of the 3 kidlets, while the other kidlet spills her drink from her spill proof cup all over the couch. Time to steam clean! ha!
Those are two things I'm pretty sure hubby doesn't have on his list of duties at work :)
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