With so many people I know at home with their kids/family for a few extra days, I just thought I'd share some the things I thought about this evening while cleaning egg noodles off my floor and scraping cookie/biscuit dough off my bread box (no, I know it doesn't go there - picture a spatula being used like a sling)
10. You're eyeing every delivery/take away menu you come across with a hopeful gleam in your eye.
9. You've begun absently reciting your child's favorite book* to yourself and are unable to stop. In my case? Giant Jam Sandwich - "And Mayor Muddlenut asked them all, "What can we do?" But nobody had a good suggestion. "
*this also works for partner's favorite song to hum/whistle
8. You've baked enough treats to feed an army AKA your partner's office mates.
7. Who says we have to wait until Friday for family movie night? Who says it has to be night?
6. You've had to distract your kids/partner long enough to remove all weapon like objects from the room for your safety as well as theirs.
5. You haven't been able to go to the toilet alone in the past 72 hours unless you sneak by their doors at 3am and hope the floor doesn't creak.
4. That story your kid is telling you is probably precocious and cute and one do you'll regret not listening but damn it, you can't let Babs beat you at WordWithFriends again!
3a for UK. You've done every trail, story time, soft play, and art session within a ten mile radius.
3b for USA. You've played every board game, read every book, found every hiding spot, built forts out of every cushion and sheet, and discovered that if you combine all the colors of playdough you just get multicolored, spotty playdough.
2. You say to your partner/visiting friend, "Could you look after them a minute, I just need to do a few things to prep of dinner." But really you watching vlog brothers videos standing at the sink while you eat the last of the chocolate. (No? Just me?)
1. The words, "Stop doing that," have become so frequent that you have it down to a look and a twitch of your finger.
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