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In our house Mommy usually trumps Daddy when it comes to questions.
For instance, I can be up to my elbows in dishwater with my iPod playing and the kids will walk right past Daddy sitting on the couch to ask me to tie their shoe.
They can be sitting at the table with their Dad while I’m across the room, and guess who they’ll ask for more drink…yep, Mommy.
The kids will stay with their Dad while I run a quick 15 minute errand. As soon as one of my feet are in the door they want me to dress their dolly. How did they survive without me?!
How come my husband can leave the room for 20 minutes before the kids ask where he is? I can’t get 3 minutes alone to go to the bathroom.
Speaking of the bathroom…I’ve often wondered if my kids have a great sense of smell. When I’m done with my shower I will listen to see where they are. Often they are playing in another room. Aaah, I will open the door, let out the steam, and putz around with some toiletries. It never happens. As soon as the door opens all three of them bound in to the room and usually right in to the bathroom itself. Do they smell the steam? The door doesn’t squeak. How do they always seem to know right when I open the door?
I am totally for equal rights in this type of situation. I believe my husband should get just as many rights to get snacks, turn clothes right side out, fasten the arms back on to the army men, brush the girls hair, etc., even change a diaper if he wants to.
Of course, he does help a lot; but sometimes he smiles and says, “Guess they want you to help them.” Equal rights, my foot. Mommy trumps Daddy.
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on Sep 4th, 2008 at 5:06 pm
Mommy does trump Daddy, almost every time. My Girlie is almost 2, and if my husband tries to tuck her in at night with her favorite blankie, she immediately rips it off, stands up in her crib, and hands it to me, saying, “More in?” Apparently my hubby (who is a mechanical engineer, btw) just can’t quite get the tuckage done correctly.
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on Sep 4th, 2008 at 9:59 pm
You just described my life to a T. Especially the bathroom thing! What is with following you to the bathroom? My 3 year old son hates it if I’m in the bathroom when he has to go, but he just barges right in if I’m in there.
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on Sep 7th, 2008 at 11:53 am
Isn’t it the truth! We went out to eat last night at a small restaurant and our son, who is in the early stages of potty training, said he needed to go to tee-tee. My husband said he would take him, only to come back and say, “He wants you.” The ladies’ room was occupied, so all three of us were in the men’s room. My husband stood there saying, “I’m sorry, hon. He just wanted you to help him.” Nice…! Bless ‘em!
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on Sep 9th, 2008 at 12:51 pm
I know exactly what you mean. The other day I was washing dishes and my 4yo came up to me and asked me to get her a drink. Meanwhile my DH was sitting at the counter doing nothing. The bathroom thing describes my house perfectly. It never fails. The kids will be playing and as soon as I get in the bathroom they walk through the house yelling for me.