Today I had a colonoscopy. For those unfamiliar with what it is, I won't get into all the details and all that medical crap, if your interested... look it up. One point to note, the medical instructions say that you should refrain from work, driving and anything that involves making important decisions for the whole day after the procedure. So of course, I put all my faith into IceMan. How could I care for my kids if I can't make important decisions like crackers vs. grapes for a snack or coloring vs. sidewalk chalk? But I was tired after the really good drugs they gave me, hooray for painkillers, so I was glad to have someone be a "substitute mommy" for me.
After my procedure, IceMan had to handle Monkey, Froggy and all the chaos craziness that I deal with daily for our condo sale and moving, plus, he also was trying to telecommute today at work. Multi-tasking - not so easy.
Needless to say, by the end of the day when it was time to get cleaned up and ready for bed, Monkey looked at a tired, unsuspecting IceMan who looked like he just got hit by a truck and
said, "Daddy, let me show you how to be Mommy for the bedtime stuff."
Amazing how my 4-year-old can handle the evening routine even better than my husband. Go Figure.
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