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.
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.