I completely enjoyed reading about all of your career path wanderings in comments yesterday. Deven’s was one of my favorites. But that was only because I once considered cake batter a meal… And why I bid SO LONG SUCKER to my metabolism…
Thank you guys so much for showering love on Fiddledaddy on his Facebook Fan page. Your comments were precious. I learned the hard way that I can’t comment on his page because he made me an administrator, and whenever I try to comment, it looks like Fiddledaddy is talking to himself, as his own avatar and name show up.
Like “NICE JOB, HONEY!”
Which actually, now that I think about it, could be kind of fun….
Anyhoo, I’ve run myself into the ground by keeping my children’s dance card full while the apple of their eye (who is not ME) is out of town for two long weeks. I’ve kept them busy with play dates, and an extra 3-day VBS type of camp. And by THEM, I mean only the girls, as Jensen has been sticking to me like a polyester skirt on a hot humid Florida day.
It’s been hard to shake him off. For example, yesterday we heard rumblings of a possible thunderstorm which was likely 50 miles away or so. He was right on my heels. Like a little Rat Terrier. I must have tripped over him at least a dozen times. Finally I let it be known that I intended to go to the bathroom. ALONE. Without skipping a beat, he followed me saying, “That’s where you’re wrong.”
I managed to wedge myself into the bathroom and hold the door closed with one foot. But I could hear him breathing through the space at the bottom of the door.
Between all the sleep deprivation and high maintenance, I’m spent. I’m actually looking forward to a weekend with nothing more planned than a game or 7 of Yahtzee, and possibly a Penguins of Madagascar marathon. Heaven.
Fiddledaddy returns to us on Monday. Jensen has already posted his Welcome Home Dad sign. It should come as no surprise that he did not ask for spelling help.
I’m pretty sure that Mario is angry and is kicking some unknown object from here to kingdom come. I suspect it may represent a sister. Or two.
Have a fantastic and restful weekend, everyone!