So I woke up this Monday morning well rested and feeling great after a weekend of exercise and productive house projects. Until, of course, I discovered that the dog barfed on our bedroom rug, my wife had a killer migraine, and my son barfed on the way to school. Who knew bad days could be contagious?
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For you parents who are also quantum physics buffs, may I present a thought experiment, something I call “Schrodinger’s Kids”…
My kids are in a spotless room filled with finger paints, markers, and scissors. I am elsewhere in the house, completely unaware of what is happening inside the room. The room could be either in its earlier pristine condition or it could have decayed into a horrid post-apocalyptic shit heap. Do I make the observation?
How Long is Ten Minutes
So we’re moving into a bigger house and this new house is big enough that my father could move in with us.
I was putting up shelving in the garage one day while my wife was at work and discovered that I needed a specific screw size that I didn’t have. Normally, I would have had to round up the kids, throw them in the minivan, and take them to the store with me. This time, however, I just told my dad that I was going out for a quick ten-minute errand and asked him to keep an ear out for the kids. Upon my return, I was amazed to discover that, without the kids, my ten-minute errand took… ten minutes.
Wow, I had forgotten what that was like; I could get used to that.
Perhaps It’s Time To Get Out
As I stood there in my boxers, ironing my wife’s pants for work while belting out some Adele, I thought that perhaps I’ve been a house husband a bit too long.
Why is alcohol called “empty calories?” Sometimes is the most fulfilling part of my day.
An Interesting Tradeoff
My youngest is finally potty training. As I watched him in the bathroom, standing on his step-stool, a full foot-and-a-half above the toilet, I realized that whatever money we may save in diapers will be spent on paper towels cleaning up the three-foot radius.