Tidy Husband

Eligible for the seniors discount and the Happy Meal deal at the same time.

  1. The 3 Lllamas

    Today I had 3 llamas in my living room.

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    The llamas were finished. BW worked really hard on this ridiculous things for well over a week, but she had a blast making them so that’s what matters.

    Next thing I know - all 3 were in the living room and ready to go out for a night on the town.

    First: the logistics. I had asked how she planned on getting 3 llamas in the car?

    “You figure it out”, she told me.

    We figured it out:

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    We managed to squeeze into the car and off we went to the party to party like a family of llamas. ;)

    Everybody got a big kick out of them and then came the moment we were all waiting for: the awards ceremony!

    BW won for most creative costume:

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    The award is now on her bookshelf. We are so proud of her.

    Until Next Time

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    TH and Co. ;)

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  2. The Corner Story

    I thought I had had a moment.

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    Everybody was occupied. BW was upstairs, and so was she. Both ladies busying themselves before dinner.

    I snuck down to my little grey recliner and fired up the laptop. I was going to do ....something on it. I forget because it didn’t happen.

    What happened instead?

    I got found.

    I’m in the furthest corner in the house in the basement with very little light.

    By theory I should be invisible.

    Instead? I was found.

    “Dad, move your laptop”. she tells me.

    I sigh, move it and she perches herself on my lap and then says to me:

    “Tell me a story”

    As I am apt to do, I wing it.

    There was a,.......girl in France named Suzette who did not know what cheese was…

    The rest of the story included cows, flies and pigs and a farmer and his wife.

    And a LOT OF CHEESE.

    The story isn’t important. I don’t think the ending even happened because the attention span waned before we got there.

    What matters is this story where I tell you a story about the child wanting to hear a made up story while sitting on my lap.

    That’s today’s story.

    Until Next Time,

    TH and Co.

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  3. One Hot Tamale

    I don’t like it

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    That’s what she told us.

    Over and over again.

    “This is not a restaurant”, we told her

    She told us again she didn’t like it. We asked what she didn’t like.

    “The mouth feel”, she says

    THE MOUTH FEEL?

    It’s a Wednesday night dinner and since when do you not like tamales?

    Today, apparently.

    “How much do I have to eat?”, she asked.

    I told her the whole thing.

    We coaxed and cried and finally said that if you’re done making faces and not planning on eating it then fine then go to bed.

    We explained that she wasn’t in trouble per se, but there’s some times when dinner isn’t your favorite and you are left with a choice: eat or don’t.

    She chose don’t. She went to her room. I cleaned up the dishes.

    Later she was looking for a candy to wash down the medicine a bit easier at night but tonight I told her there was no candy.

    It’s a simple rule, I said. If you don’t eat dinner you absolutely don’t get candy later.

    “Then I won’t take the medicine” she told me.

    “I can cancel trick or treating this year”, I replied.

    She took the medicine.

    We’re still on for Saturday Night. :)

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  4. The Dishwasher Repair

    Every once in a while I get to be a hero.

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    Tonight was one of those nights.

    It was going to be a usual Tuesday. Dinner, dishes and some living room dancing

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    Then I realized that I hadn’t started the dishwasher - No big deal - add pod and press play.

    Then it happened. The three beeps.

    Pro Tip: If anything with a CPU or processors beeps at you more than once it means problems and it seems tonight’s were brought to you by Samsung.

    I did what everybody does now: I took a photo of the serial number and asked AI.

    AI came back to me and basically said: Something’s stuck you idiot.

    The child and I troubleshot the issue together.

    Maybe it’s the cutting board getting in the way? NOPE The steak knife? NOPE The coffee cup? NOPE

    She kept on pulling out steak knives convinced that this was the issue - as if solving it would be as simple as playing a game of steak knife jenga

    We hummed and hawed and tried to run it without the bottom rack in it.

    It works!

    That means that there’s a block somewhere. We tried a few things and then I realized that there was a bowl with a handle that was poking out of the bottom of the rack. 1

    I was pretty sure I had solved the puzzle, but to be sure we reset the cycle on the washer. The machine swooshed and swished and greeted us with a beep-less existence once again.

    Well.

    You would think I just invented the cure for cancer. 2

    She ran around the house telling anybody that would listen that DAD FIXED THE DISHWASHER. . She ran to tell BW and then I am pretty sure she went to find the dog to tell it the good news too.

    “You’re the best DAD”, she tells me tonight at bedtime.

    Tonight, I’m the hero.

    We shall see what tomorrow brings. :) 3

    Until Next Time,

    TH and Co.

    1. I warned you that I would be writing about the mundane here. ↩

    2. She says she’s going to become a scientist and take care of that. ↩

    3. tonight, I found footnotes. :) ↩

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  5. Would you JUST GO TO BED?

    Holy.

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    This is the side effect of having too much fun all weekend with Dad.

    She thinks I’m the playmate. This is a problem.

    She wanted to play golf outside. I wanted to make dinner and get the evening train rolling so that my beloved bedtime would come.

    The other day I wrote about how I write about waking up more but now I realize the real trick is to get the blance right when it comes to her sleep routine.

    On the odd weekend when Mommy is away.. sure, let’s break all the rules! but on a random Monday, Dad just wants to finish loading the dishwasher, write to all 22 of his fans and go to bed.

    5 days until the SUGAR HIGH REALLY KICKS IN

    I fear that this is just the beginning. One thing I do have in my corner is starting next week it’s dark super early so I have that:

    “Oh look, it’s dark!. That means it’s BEDTIME!”

    Until Next Time, TH and Co.

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