There are a lot of days where I feel like it’s never ending. Where I feel like I literally can’t listen to another scream, clean up another spill, or wipe another butt. And at the end of the day all I want to do is crash in my bed, watch Bridget Jones, and eat chocolate with a glass of merlot (and sometimes I do.) But sometimes I get a surprise ending. Sometimes the people I sometimes can’t stand but love more than anything surprise me.
The other day I was having one of these days. The hubby came home and I was finally able to take 5 minutes to myself before he’d head to the gym and I would start cooking dinner. I was dreading this, because every time I cook it takes twice as long as usual and the house becomes a disaster in the process.
All I could think about was how I wish the hubby would stay home from the gym, cook, clean, play with Lo, and let me do me for the evening. and then it happened. The miracle of all miracles. It was like he read my mind.
He told me to go relax and he’d take care of everything that evening. Soo, naturally I sprinted out of the room (clearly accepting his offer.) I got out a book and dove in. About an hour into it I heard loud thud noises on the floor and thought i’d better check it out.
At first I wasn’t sure what I was walking into but it was definitely clear. I walked into my hubby and Lo in an intense NO PANTS DANCE PARTY and they were definitely getting low to some DMX music. This was a shock because normally I am the one who never wears pants.
I had a dozen questions. I mean dinner was still not prepared and the house was a mess. But I decided not to care. I decided that sometimes it doesn’t matter. I was witnessing the bond between father and daughter, I was witnessing joy and laughter. So instead, I took off my leggings and joined the party. (I am sure you understand why there is no photo for proof.)