I am lucky enough to have a wonderful husband who actually "tells" me to leave and have some alone time. Otherwise, I would never leave my house nor my babies. This past weekend was great. Brent and I went to Target together, then, I went off to the mall by myself. It was just what I needed. I wanted something new to wear to a casino party we're going to in a few weeks. I had such a great time being "alone". It was weird to actually try on clothes! Heck! It was weird to walk around the mall without stuffing goldfish in some crazy baby's mouth!!! On my way home, I talked to Beth and she asked me, "Don't you get nervous when you leave the twins home alone with Brent?" Of course my immediate reaction was, "Heck, no!! I love any time I can have alone!!" Does that make me weird that I don't even think about it? I trust my husband, besides, if he screwed up, not only would he have to deal with whatever the consequences were for his mistake, but he'd have to deal with me! Not sure what's scarier for him. Anyway. I got home, all refreshed and ready for a week of handling the twins while he travels when he "PROUDLY" showed me this video. Although it is funny, he claims they were "PLAYING" with plastic bags and Tabasco cheez-its. Maybe Beth's right, I should worry!!!
* This is a disclaimer! Brent bought the tabasco cheez-its, not me!! Yuck!!
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I am thankful for my husband. I love him more than he knows.
2 comments:
We loved watching this video! It is such a joy to watch them laughing and having fun!! Glad that you were able to have Melissa time. See you all soon.
Love to all,
Granna
As a side note...the conversion had more to do with the fact that when I leave the kids with my husband, something usually gets ruined....like the bathroom floor. My ever-so-helpful husband was watching my 2 year for me so I could actually take a shower without watching her unscrew my husbands contact lenses case through my soap-scum glass doors or crawl behind our ultra-clean and sterilized toilet to play with the cap at the bottom. My favorite...'daddy's watching the kids' event was when I escaped to the shower, only to have my 2 year old slam open the bathroom door 2 seconds after I get in and enter yelling, "mommy...where are you?!" After an unsuccesful attempt to convince her to go watch Dora the Explorer, she escaped to the area of the sparkling toilet...an area I can only partially see. After attempting to wash the conditioner out of my hair under no water pressure because she's now continuously flushing the toilet, I exit only to find that she went through the sterlized garbage can next to the sparkling clean toilet and unscrewed a half empty bottle of shampoo. It was dripping out of her mouth and was all over the floor. I asked her where is daddy!? She said, "on the compooter." So, I march naked, 7 months pregnant,conditioner still in hair, with my slippery frucits smelling 2 year old to my husband...who is staring at fantasy football stats on the computer while talking on his cell phone, drinking a Miller lite with the TV blasting...but hey, the kids are fine when you ask him. And thus, the reason I never go to the mall or anywhere without all 4 of my kids...Tyler, Bailey, Caitlyn and SHANNON
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