Hubby Guest Post: Home Alone

I went boating with Joan for her 50th birthday. Boozin' and ho'in all weekend. Not really. It was more like eatin' and loungin', with my internal 6am alarm keeping me in check.

Anyway, Chris kept the babies all weekend while I galavanted to the lake. He told me not to worry about anything, that they would miss me, and everyone would be alive when I returned.

Then you know what he did? He called his mom and sister to come down and help him. :)

{Thank you, Teresa and Stephanie}

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Holly went on a trip this weekend, which meant that I was promoted to #1 adult in the house.  When Holly called to check in, I made sure to have my list of accomplishments ready to let her know, I was running a tight ship.  After she told me all the fun things she had done, I told her how I did the laundry, dishes, broke up a knife fight, and performed a baptism all while keeping the kids playing with educational toys.

In reality, I treat these weekends as my own vacation too.  Not that I need a break from Holly, but that deep in my heart, I like to live like a pig in all sense of the term.

The weekend dinner kicked off with a trip to McDonald’s…WHAT!?!  We need energy if we are going to stay up all night doing Hooked on Phonics and knitting hats for orphans, they deserve to be stylish too.

I also picked up a pack of Angry Bird cupcakes in case someone with a birthday stopped by.

On to personal grooming...   When Holly is gone, the beard comes out!  Beards are macho, sexy, and really frame my face.  I don’t understand why Holly doesn’t like mine.  But I guess only having it every once in a while makes it more special, like the Olympics and Arby’s.

(No, that’s not: Jim from The Office/Hiccup from How to Train Your Dragon/ Cameron from Ferris Bueller’s Day Off/Shaggy from Scooby Doo. )

Our weekend activities included: Netflix, jumping on furniture, playing old school Nintendo, and going to Chuck E. Cheese.  Along with playing grease covered games, Chuck E. Cheese is an awesome ego booster because most people in there are mutants with terrible acting mutant children.  You walk out saying, compared to those people,  I’m attractive and a great parent.  Additionally, if your kid acts up, you can threaten to make him stand by the animatronic mouse…all kids are terrified of Chuck E.   Haven shined at the game “Toddler Whac” which sounds like it could mean several terrible things.

I’m sure all women wonder what their husbands really do when they are away.  The answer is our best…not your best. Ha.  We all know that the time with kids is fleeting, so why not splurge every once in a while and let them live their dreams...especially if you have the same dreams.