That's right, I've got the house to myself! L&L are in Iowa visiting Grandma and Papa and Seriously Daddy is somewhere down south trying to make some more moola. I've got the NEW iPod jamming some REM, the frozen sangria is in the fridge (thanks Kate!) and Frankie and Ernie are loving the special attention. Not to worry though, I do have a huge "Mommy do" list...
-hire a painter for the back of the house (you're welcome Seriously Daddy)
-clean out Little-er L's closet (if you don't hear from me in a few days call for help)
-mow the grass (you're welcome again SD)
- sell as much crap as possible on Craigslist (anyone need baby clothes?)
-plant the front flower beds
-shampoo the area rugs
-give the smelly beasts a bath
-catch up on the mountain of laundry in the basement (can't wait)
Yeah, that's just a sample of the stuff I have to catch up on my little vacation from mommyhood.
How fair is it that this is what I call a vacation? Nobody told me about this BEFORE I had kids. Where was the class on what is would be like when you barely have time to pee, let alone do anything but keep your kids from killing themselves on a daily basis?
That could be my ticket to millions. A real life mommy class. "Welcome to the jungle baby, we've got fun and games..."
...and in the end
11 years ago
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I can indeed confirm that that constitutes a vacation from parenthood.
And it sounds glorious, despite the chores.
You can always NOT do a bunch of them... that's what I would (not) do.
I hear ya...Seems I have the same list over here:)
Interesting to know.
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