I had a grant writing training for the non-profit board I am on today. (Yeah, I know. Don't ask. I'm not sure what I am doing on there, either.) It lasted about 6 hours, which meant that Jeff was Mr. Mom for the day.
Usually, when I am out of the house, it's dinner - bath - bedtime. Busy, busy. However, today Jeff had them during the middle of the day, or the "peak hours" as we like to call them. I expected them to have lots of fun, eat lots of junk, and reek lots of havoc.
What I got was this: a clean house. 3 girls who got their naps. Outside play. A nutritious lunch. (well, okay, it was hot dogs. But at least it wasn't ice cream!)
Hmmm .... where's the chaos? the havoc? the crayon on the walls? the naptime meltdowns?!?!?!
Geez, Louise. I guess I'll be looking for a job...