Tidy Husband

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

  1. The Hair Dryer

    We’re right at a crossroads here and I’m not sure what side of direction I like the most:

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    SIDE A

    On this side she’s still a little girl and sings “push me higher” on the swings as we both look up at the clouds and try and see if we can see anything in them.

    This is the side that talks to you as you’re her only friend in the entire world and coos at the small yellow butterflies as they dance around her.

    On the way home her small hand grabs mine and I can feel the warmth and I don’t want her to grow up.

    SIDE B

    Later that same evening she has dinner/dessert and then goes upstairs to shower. This is the norm and while she’s emptying the hot water she’s singing her heart out and playing with rubber ducks and the like.

    Usually, when she’s finally done it’s “Daddy, I’m cold. DADDY!” she screams thinking she can go from soaking wet to warm and dry in seconds. She thinks I am the answer.

    Not this night though. No pleas. No screaming. Lots of noise and bumping and thumping but then I hear it: the hair dryer.

    She is drying her own hair! And then: brushing her teeth and putting her PJ’s on. ALL of this happens without needing Daddy.

    Universe: please just give me a few more days of swings and holding warm hands watching the butterflies before they go away for good this time.

    I don’t think I’m ready for side B yet.

    Until Next Time,

    TH and Co.

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  2. The Run Was Fun

    She Ran.

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    and ran

    and ran

    and ran

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    until it looked like it hurt.

    The good news for all our sponsors: she ran the entire circuit, so to all her supporters a BIG THANK YOU for making this possible.

    You’re now good for another year.

    But, did I mention yesterday that she’s starting girl guides? The cookies are next.

    Until next time,

    TH and Co.

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  3. Compelling

    BW says my posts have not been “that compelling” lately.

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    A few things:

    1. See that photo above? BW was still in bed while I was up this morning trying to get my sleepy and cranky charge to go from zero to school bus in 34 minutes. I am LIVING the compelling life every morning.

    2. This is my ball. I think it’s amazing that a few of you actually pay for this nonsense I send to your mailbox. If I want to write a short crappy 1 paragraph post at 11pm because that’s when I finally got around to it–that’s how this is going down.

    3. In the same vein as above: I do this to remember the mundane - like the 4 minutes this morning when I took this photo and we were early for the bus.

    Every day is not all that exciting here, and she should know that. This is the every day - not the NY Times best seller list. I’m not going viral, I’m writing about the viruses that come home from school.

    Anyway, rant over.

    Up next: Lllamas! One down, 2 to go. BW did a great job.

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    I still have mixed emotions about going to a house party dressed as a llama - but here I am. I am compelled to do so apparently 1

    You know you’re getting into big kid world when you’re starting to juggle activities and tonight we had two to go to in a row - with the important one being signing up to become a girl scout.

    BW already paid for this to happen so we thought would go and collect our brown vest, figure out where we’re going and then come home.

    But when we arrived we are told that there are not enough kids or leaders to have a troop and I don’t really know how all this works but I figured out that no troops mean tears really quick.

    We waited for a bit to see if any other kiddos or anybody showed up and there was one other little girl who arrived and they had no troops for her as well, so this was a bust all around.

    The child was really really looking forward to this only to find out once again that adults suck.

    I asked for alternatives and it turns out there’s a meeting across town that’s doable and she will be with girls of all ages instead of stuck with the younger ones if we had stayed hyper local - so in the end it all worked out

    The child is a girl scout. She was taught the pledge and came home with a badge. She’s in.

    Speaking of ends, this is it for today.

    Hope this post was compelling enough for you. :)

    PS> BW: this is what 8:01 am looks like in case you were wondering.

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    hair brushed, fed, teeth brushed and clothed and ready in 26 minutes start to finish.

    Until Next Time, TH and Co.

    1. translation: BW says I am going and that’s the end of it. ↩

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  4. Toothless Wonder

    It had to happen eventually

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    Sh lost her front baby tooth - it’s getting evicted by an adult model.

    She came home with her mouth closed and humming, and I didn’t think anything of it because she’s seven and weird. But then she told me to look in her book bag and there it was! The tooth.

    It came home in a small plastic pirates chest and once I got past the loose tooth thing, I began to think: somebody makes little holders for teeth that get lost? It’s a strange world sometimes.

    Anyway - no more tooth.

    I asked her how much the tooth fairy leaves under the pillow and she told me without missing a beat: “five bucks”

    Holy. Inflation is real.

    As I write this she’s upstairs in her sleeping bag again dreaming of tooth fairies and five bucks.

    Until tomorrow,

    TH and Co.

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  5. The sleeping bag

    The sleeping bag.

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    I don’t know how this came up but all I know there was talk about a sleeping bag, some rummaging in the closet and then we were all about the sleeping bag

    She wanted the sleeping bag unzipped. Then she wanted it zipped but couldn’t figure out how and then it was to go back in the bag.

    I have to tell you I’m a little sick of the sleeping bag.

    Once the sleeping bag came out - she wanted to pack for camping and I veto’d that because I had just spent a good hour cleaning her bedroom while she “helped”. 1

    I did not want to have to pick up any more things because have you seen our family room?

    As I write this she’s fast asleep in the sleeping bag of course.

    We spent the morning at the park buffalo where she got to swing on ropes and jump and play.

    The first ten minutes were a bit lonely but then other kids showed up and the fun/mischief began. At one point they found plastic axes and they got yelled at because they were not supposed to be where the axes are.

    The child is actually getting better at this ninja stuff and can swing from ring to ring like a monkey. Lord knows I couldn’t do it.

    School starts again tomorrow.:)

    We made it.

    Until Next Time,

    TH and co.

    1. she was good company if nothing else. and she did put her books away so there was a bit of hope ↩

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