Now that I’m home, there’s been a new delegation of work around the house. He’s bringing home the bacon, and I therefore feel that the household is my “job.” He is responsible for the trash going out, the kitty litter, any bug murder, and brawn needed. The last thing on the list is he makes the kids’ lunches and snacks.
But now that I’m home he keeps forgetting.
This morning he called me around 7am.
“I’m just calling to let you know that I forgot to make their lunches and snacks. But! I have figured out a way to fix this!”
“What’s that?”
“I’ll make them at night while you’re cleaning up the kitchen. That way, we’ll be in the same room together, and can get in each other’s way and bump butts and stuff.”
“You want to bump butts with me, baby?”
“Exactly.”
So apparently, my husband has decided to get in my way. I’m ok with that.
That is just too cute!!
Cute! At least he is looking for together time!