It wasn't the little nudge or the
gentle hint - it was more the two-handed push with the foot in the back that
got me back to work.
I mean – who are we kidding...I was completely in Shelly's way being home all last year. Either that or Shelly was just feeling threatened by my mad “Mom skills”. Make beds – check. Make breakfast – check. Put the needs of the kids over my own – hmm…maybe some men just shouldn’t be Moms.
I mean – who are we kidding...I was completely in Shelly's way being home all last year. Either that or Shelly was just feeling threatened by my mad “Mom skills”. Make beds – check. Make breakfast – check. Put the needs of the kids over my own – hmm…maybe some men just shouldn’t be Moms.
Poor kids, too...nag about homework,
nag about doing chores and being “productive”. Nag about rubbing my feet and filing my corns…no tears were
shed on my way out.
Being gone most of the day, I would expect coming home that the kids would be tackling me when I walk in the door each night – hugs and kisses galore. But really, at their ages, that ship has sailed. Pretty soon, we will be down to polite acknowledgements and handshakes. Avery has officially told me that she no longer accepts kisses. Jesse won’t be far behind. Jake is a bit better – with him, at least I get high 5’s and bro’ hugs.
Being gone most of the day, I would expect coming home that the kids would be tackling me when I walk in the door each night – hugs and kisses galore. But really, at their ages, that ship has sailed. Pretty soon, we will be down to polite acknowledgements and handshakes. Avery has officially told me that she no longer accepts kisses. Jesse won’t be far behind. Jake is a bit better – with him, at least I get high 5’s and bro’ hugs.
I am thinking about undoing the thing I had soldered shut after Jesse was born...
