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‘Tis the Season

December 21, 2009 by Dave  

(This could serve as an addendum to “Better Late than Never,” one of my favorite posts)

The younger two boys had their Holiday Program this morning from 9:30 am to 11:30 am.  I was definitely NOT going to be able to make the full two hours, and had mentioned this to my darling wife at least 3 times over the past week.  I know it’s more than 3, but to be fair let’s go with 3.

At 9:30 a.m. (on time I might add) I pull into the parking lot, and there’s a text on my phone, from Kat, that simply says “We are running late.”  Shocking, I know.  At 9:43 a.m. the ‘burban pulls in and the kids pile out like clowns from a car.  Then follows our way-too-often kid-sprint across the parking lot because we’re late AGAIN.

Our 1-year-old’s class is about to go on-stage for their presentation while at the same time, our 3-year-old announces his need for a bathroom break.  I take him in, he does his business, and all seems well…until we’re washing hands and I see my wife standing just outside the bathroom, glaring at me.  Apparently the 1-year-old won’t follow the rest of the class, and only wants Dad.  And Kat needs to find her seat.

I stay with our 1-year-old, his classmates, and their two teachers while Kat and the rest of the kids take a seat to watch the program.  Now sure why or how, but I somehow go from working at my desk at 9:15 to singing Christmas songs (in SPANISH no less) on stage with a dozen 1-year-olds just 30 minutes later.  I literally have no idea how all of this came together, but I can’t wait to see my facial expression in their “class photos.”

Santa arrived at 10:30 with 5 full garbage bags of presents. Apparently they were planning to give out presents to each & every kid – and their siblings – that attends the school.  At 10:31 I told Kat that I was leaving.  Yep, you guessed it – it was as if this was the first time I ever mentioned my plans to her!  She said something like “so…you’re going to leave ME here with the kids while YOU go back to work?”  It’s not like I was heading out for holiday shopping or a night of wings and football with the guys.  I was going back to work!

I’m sure I’ll be welcomed back from WORK tonight, with open arms, after this post…I love you babe!

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One Response to “‘Tis the Season”
  1. is this my husband posting under a pseudonym?! I hear “I have to go back to WORK” “WORK late/early” “Get some WORK done this weekend” a lot. It’s like work has become daddy’s escape route. I’m a SAHM who is with my kid 24/7 (even when he is here). mommies need to escape sometimes too.

    when you get home from WORK, I hope you are carrying a dozen roses in your open arms, LOL!

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