Tuesday, May 09, 2006

All By Myself....

well, except for the little guy in diapers and the little guy who's trying mightily to get out of diapers. We just dropped G. off at the airport. He's flying to Portland and has interviews and house tours (with our friendly realtor who happened to grow up next door to G.) for the next two days.

I realize that mothers all over the world deal with husband's business trips, deployment or various levels of absence, so 48 hours with two little ones is not that big a deal, but let's just say I wish I had to work the next two days and could drop them off with a babysitter, day care, swim lessons, whoever.

I told G., ala Roseanne, that if we're all alive by the time he gets home, I've done my job.


hipm0mma said...

sometimes being alive is as lucky as the kids get...I hear you

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