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Matt has been home with the kids this week and last. Several times when I've come home, I've noticed some strange things. For example, one day, I found a half-eaten banana in the corner behind the toilet. The next day, I came home and found an open silly-putty egg, but no silly-putty. When I asked him about it, he said "Oh, yeah, we've been looking for that all day!" I later found the silly-putty mashed into the sheets on one of the beds. Wellllll, the kids got me back for teasing him. On Sunday, I let Brannan glue some animals cutouts onto a picture of Noah's ark. He's used glue before in daycare, and he knows the rules. He was quietly concentrating on his gluing project, minding his own business, so I left the room for ONE minute. Thirty seconds gone, and I hear Heike crying. I go back to the kids, and she's walking toward me crying, "Mommy, he glued me!" I didn't see any harm done, so I thought maybe she was over-reacting. "Oh, honey, it's okay." And then she turned around. Smack in the middle of her head was one of the cut-outs with glue all over her hair!!! He really did glue her! A lot, I might add! It was very hard not to laugh… I didn't want to hurt her feelings or encourage Brannan into thinking that gluing his sister was amusing. Oh, well…. Soooo… I hereby retract all statements previously made by myself regarding my husband and his Mr Mom abilities. I lost that round…. Gluing a sister is much worse than leaving a banana behind the toilet or smashing silly-putty into the bed. Next time I'll just keep my mouth shut. |
So, I started to (teasingly) give him a bad time about being Mr Mom, quoting the lines from the country song 
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