This post is courtesy of me ripping off my husband’s facebook status.
Sunday CG undertook a task, that when learned of, heaped copious amounts of effusive praise upon his head. One friend even dubbed him an honorary knight for his chivalry.
What could possibly cause such an outpouring of love?
My husband took my four and half year old and two year old to Six Flags.
For the day.
I wanted to go. So bad.
But I hadn’t showered in two days.
My house was in “exploded” mode because I just bought new furniture and fitting it into our already full house proved challenging.
Clothing was everywhere because Lil Diva’s clothes greatly outnumbered the space to house to them and have been living via time share in laundry baskets and empty diaper boxes.
My kitchen counters were covered because I bought more groceries than were designed to fit into my “organized but not to house food for cooking meals” pantry.
The guest bed is buried in stuff but must be slept in over Thanksgiving.
To say I had a lot to do that is difficult with children around is an understatement.
So I stayed while he took both children to Six Flags.
I cleaned and organized for ten hours.
Can I be knighted to?
Because between that, grocery shopping, and cooking five meals for six hours on Saturday, I did nothing “for fun” all weekend.
But my house is significantly more organized.
I need a weekend to recover from my weekend.
End of whine.
Here is what my husband learned on Sunday:
Top 4 Lessons Learned at Six Flags
1. My daughter needs a leash.
2. My son is more proficient with a park map than I am.
3. Park height rules are there to maximize disappointment, not safety.
4.Funnel cake can power you for a surprising amount of time (I never had lunch, and only shared a little from my kids).
What lessons have amusement parks taught you?