Baseball has taken over our lives. I am still not sure how I feel about that. Remember the word of the year is balance. Do I believe that Big Kid is going to win a baseball scholarship to college and become the next Cal Ripkin, Jr.? Doubtful. But he does really enjoy it and it is good for him. I will let you know my thoughts at the end of the season. When M. is here, we tag team all of the kids' activities, but with him gone this week, we had something going on almost every night. That is hard to navigate with schoolwork and my work. Single moms - slow clap, you are awesome. I also did not get to the gym much this week with him being gone because of all of our obligations.
2. Couch Time
During the week, both the short people go to bed at 8 p.m. and The Engineer and I collapse on the couch for some together "grown up TV time". It is one of my favorite parts of the day. When he isn't here I usually go to bed when the kids do and don't sleep very soundly. At 5am last night something woke me up - probably a book falling out of one of their beds - and I never did go back to sleep.
I folded all of my husband's shirts this week - and the man wears a lot of t-shirts. When he is here he folds all of his own shirts and matches his socks. I confess that I just shoved all of his socks in a drawer without matching them. Out of sight, out of mind. He also empties out the dishwasher. I have a full and clean one waiting just for him. He rolls out the garbage can and turns out all the lights at night and checks on the kids. Those small things add up.
4. That Dog
When The Engineer is here, if the dog needs to go out in the middle of the night, he heads over to his side of the bed. When he is not here, I am the one up with Baxter at 3am. Remember the not sleeping very soundly from #2? This doesn't help. By the end of the week, I am exhausted.
5. Bedtime Duty
When The Engineer is gone, it falls on my shoulders to make sure that everyone's homework is done, tests are studied for, everyone is clean, has clean clothes picked out, stories are read, guitar is practiced, teeth are brushed and kids are in bed on time. We made it on time every night except Wednesday and that was due to the Ash Wednesday service at church. When The Engineer is not here, I turn into a drill sergeant at bedtime barking out orders left and right. It's fun.
In the spirit of true honesty, it is not all doom and gloom when The Engineer is TDY. We eat out - a lot. We ate dinner at Dunkin Donuts last night and it was delicious. I don't cook. I get to drive his car with the epic Bose stereo system. But we miss him. We are a little bereft without him. And we are always super happy to see him: