On My Own
...pretending he's bes-i-ide me...
Sorry, no Les Mis on this blog. Just me lamenting, like Eponine, over the fact that Bob's away tomorrow for a half week at a conference and I'll be in charge of the kids myself -- well sort of. You see, I'm like Rodney Dangerfield, I don't get no respect. So being in charge is more like helplessly calling to the wind. I've tried the idle threats, the stern looks, but unlike the Shins who have a deadly "stink-eye," I don't have the arsenal to really scare my kids into submission. They know I'm a softy. So if you don't see any new posts in the near future, you'll know that I've been tied down and held captive by my lil' rugrats. If you don't hear from me in a week, please send help.
Sorry, no Les Mis on this blog. Just me lamenting, like Eponine, over the fact that Bob's away tomorrow for a half week at a conference and I'll be in charge of the kids myself -- well sort of. You see, I'm like Rodney Dangerfield, I don't get no respect. So being in charge is more like helplessly calling to the wind. I've tried the idle threats, the stern looks, but unlike the Shins who have a deadly "stink-eye," I don't have the arsenal to really scare my kids into submission. They know I'm a softy. So if you don't see any new posts in the near future, you'll know that I've been tied down and held captive by my lil' rugrats. If you don't hear from me in a week, please send help.
posted by Ting at 4:19 PM
2 Comments:
Good luck! Do your parents come and help at all?
Tricia, you underestimate the power of "Mom Rage!" (TM). I am sure that you have the boys well under control. The weather here in Tuscon is gorgeous, but I miss you and the kids ...
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