Daddy Weekend Day Friday: You mean socks have to match each OTHER?


So far, so good. Mostly. Last night went off without a hitch (Daddy does spend evenings alone with the kids quite often, you know) -- and everybody made it through the night without issue.

Younger Son slept in until 6:15, completely throwing me off my game. Other than that, everything seemed to go as it normally would. There was some mild tension getting Older Son dressed after breakfast -- the slippery little sucker managed to crawl back into bed half a dozen times before I could get him to even look at his pants. I admit, there was some harsh tones uttered, and some stubborn resistence on his part. But in the end, I wrestled him into clothing that half-matched, and even remembered a hat and sunscreen (In case you missed it, spring's here! Again! Maybe even for the whole weekend!).

I pushed, pulled, and dragged the clothed kids to the car and made the short trip to daycare, complete with the children's music that I'd taken away upon refusal to get dressed and ready to go because we're already late and daddy's never going to get to work. I'm weak that way sometimes.

Little did I know that one or all of Murphy, divine retribution, or Alanis Morissette were about to smack me right in the face as I realised, upon walking into daycare, that I'd forgotten that it was "pajama day".



Grrr....

Posted bythemikestand at 12:24 PM  

7 stepped up to the mike:

The Ninja Knitter said... 1:03 PM, April 20, 2007  

Clearly, Mike...you need to be exposed to more hand knit socks. None of mine match each other - they're all fraternal. And I'm over 30, so I can't even play the cute card anymore. >_<

Really? As long as there's not any bleeding, everyone is breathing and no one's on fire...you're doing a great job. And as for the feeding thing - my husband has come up with a brilliant method. Star Wars food. Last night's dinner consisted of broccoli tie fighters, cheese tie fighters and ham Millenium Falcons. May the force be with you, dude.

The Ninja Knitter said... 1:12 PM, April 20, 2007  

Errr, that was cheese x-wings, my bad. I just felt my geek cred wither away a little...

Steph said... 2:54 PM, April 20, 2007  

Kids are so hard to herd out of the house. It's like trying to wrangle snakes: Every time you go looking for them, they're lazing in the sun.

canadian sadie said... 7:48 PM, April 20, 2007  

Doh.

Perhaps that's why he was pants-resistant. Poor kid. :) Scarred for life, I'm sure!

themikestand said... 8:37 PM, April 20, 2007  

tnn: good ideas, if my kids knew and/or respected star wars. Also, don't worry about your geek cred. You still sound like a geek to me. ;)

steph: surely you mean either teenage girls, or salamanders.

sadie: I don't think that was the case, though he did seem geniunely disturbed that he would be the only one clothed in the class. Oh well, when I picked them up at 5 and most of them were playing outside in their jammies, only my kid looked like he hadn't just "escaped" from the hospital.

Megan said... 2:29 AM, April 21, 2007  

Okay, two important questions. 1) Why is it that young kids love being naked? 2) Isn't every day pyjama day at day care?

Dave said... 8:51 PM, April 21, 2007  

I love the coffee cup. Do you think the world realizes they are drinking their expensive beverages from a sippy cup?

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