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Yesterday, I had my fun quarterly girls’ night out with some friends from when I volunteered at an animal shelter before I had children. As a side note, 312 Chicago is on my good list. Yum!
Needless to say, I had to catch the train to get downtown before I would normally be home on Fridays. Fortunately my husband was able to help out. The plan was for me to drop Little Miss off at his school in time for him to pick up Mister Man at his school in time for them all to get to Mister Man’s vision therapy appointment. After vision therapy, Mister Man had the brand new Magic Treehouse book waiting for him at the library, so they were to stop there on the way home.
My husband’s usual Friday? He worked at school on lesson plans and grading and such. Then he came home and hung out alone until I got home, at which point he’d help me put the wee ones to bed.
I packed a little bag for my husband, and as we were driving to my husband’s school, I reviewed it with Little Miss.
Me: Alright, Peanut. Your dinner is in here, so make sure you eat that before vision therapy because there’s no more food when you get home. You have your non-dairy pizza, and Mister Man has chicken and biscuits. I packed you some tangelos and carrots and a granola bar, too, if you’re really hungry.
Little Miss: Can I have the tangelo now?
Me: No, you have to share it with Mister Man. Now, I also have your registration form and the check for school next year. Daddy has to take it into the office and turn it in, or you won’t be able to go there next year. It’s due today. I also put Mister Man’s library card in here so that he can check out the book that’s on hold for him. Make sure Daddy remembers to stop at the library to get that book and so you can get your fifth star upstairs.
Little Miss: I will. Mommy? She paused with an oh-so-innocent question.
Me: Yes, Peanut?
Little Miss: Is this why he chose to be a daddy instead of a mommy?
Me: Why Daddy chose to be a daddy? I’m puzzled but intrigued here.
Little Miss: Yeah. He’s doesn’t know how to do this stuff. That’s why he chose to be a daddy instead so he doesn’t have to learn how to do all the mommy stuff.
Oh. Ummm. Sure, yes. That’s why he chose to be a daddy. Actually I couldn’t respond. I was laughing so hard I had tears running down my face and almost had to pull over.