I'm always grateful for the chance to spend some time quietly working on the accounts while lil' miss is asleep and the man takes the boy out to the country for the day, but it always cracks me up the way a father organises for a day out with the kid(s). From talking with other mums, I know I'm not the only one in on this little joke I like to call 'Mr Mum'.
As a mum, you have the daily chore of making sure everyone is clothed, fed and toileted before even attempting to step foot outside the door - and it appears 'everyone' includes said husband. I wonder how society would be without mums. I know that the boy would have pretty much gone out in his jammies had I not stepped in. It's not every day the man has to hunt and gather the items for 'the bag', and I'm picking it's possible he likes to run with the ignorance is bliss approach to weekend parenting.
And so I ask... "has he got a drink"?
"Oh, that'd be a good idea"
"what about a change of clothes"
"na, you wanna get some"
"ok"
"hey, how long will he hold out for lunch"?
"hmmm, here take a banana just incase, have fun, love you bye"
(aside)"hmm, talk to myself"
"J, go and say bye bye to mummy"
Cuddles all round.
Suncream and hat still sitting on bench. I run to the door.
"you think he might need a hat and suncream?"
"Oh, I'll take it just incase"
"Right, have fun"
I close door and come inside for a rest.
It really is hard work being Mr Mum!
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