Just another title taken from Into the Woods….
I’ve done my fair share of complaining about my husband on this blog (and I also think I do my fair share of expressing love for him too… I really try and evenly balance it — but I must admit I tend to get more passionate when he’s driving me insane).
However, he’s been a rockstar lately. There are SO many things I really can’t do anymore. Most of them include gardening and anything that involves prolonged bending. He has also been getting Conner almost every day so I can at least get a little cat nap before I start breaking up the post-school joy. He also does some of the jobs that I lack energy for. Plus, I write other stuff on the white board for him to do (like get down the car seat, re-plant cucumbers that have apparently died, etc.) — and he plows through that list too.
You know, in CA they were considering taking “mother” and “father” off the birth certificate — you know, so no one gets offended. But in reality — HELLO — there has to be a mother and a father, at least initially. I can’t imagine how women do this alone, it’s not something I’d like to try, or would I recommend. Let’s face it — it takes two.
P.S. Guess who finished her blurb book for Pulling Curls 2007-2008… I think it’s supposed to come today. Guess who’s excited. Guess what took about 9 years to do? Darn it, re-scheduled for tomorrow. Dang you fed-ex.