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Saturday, May 8, 2010
a word to the wise...(or not so wise)
If, on Mother's Day Eve, the father of your children declares at 7:45 PM he is going to Target, don't tell him not to go. Don't say, "You don't have to get anything for me," if, indeed, you really DO want the dang card. Seriously. They are pretty literal, and they just might not go. But if it is too late, and the idiot practical "oh, I wanted a surprise" foolish part of you does spout out some nonsense about not spending money, or going out so late, try this. Text him while he is in the bathroom, giving you a break and bathing your children, and then bring him his phone, innocently mentioning "Your phone was ringing, honey." At this point, feel free to linger to see if he wants you to finish up the baths, or dart out, so you don't have to look him in the eye. I brought the towels in, and he snickered at me, and said, "Sorry, I was going to get you an expensive camera, but you said you don't need anything." Giggle sheepishly and slip back out of the bathroom before he actually does ask you to help with bathtime.
Then, when he heads out the door for this sudden, mysterious errand, ask if he'll grab you a 2 liter of Coke. "Since you're going out..."
Happy Mother's day to the Moms, Mom-to-be, Mother's daughters, Friends O' Momma's, and especially, My Dear Mama! (seriously Mom, get internet again. you wont be disappointed.)
she needed her shades :)
putting the swollen feet up, Suvi was giving me a foot rub, and showing me where her eyes are.