Stay At Home DAD

A few months back, Jerry became unemployed.  I was just about to start a brand new job. CJ was just about to start going back to school, and Ty... well, Ty was still ready as ever to raise as much hell as possible.  As luck should have it, our nanny found out that she had to get very unexpected surgery and was going to need some time off to recover.  Enter Jerry as STAY AT HOME DAD!!

In his defense, this guy made every single effort possible to embrace his new role whole heartedly.  He got the beds made and the boys dressed.  He handed out high fives to his new friends- the other preschool moms.  The toys were picked up by the time I got home, the laundry was folded, and food was out for dinner.  (WAIT... was he better at this job than I was????)

I came home one day and instead of hearing how everyone was in a great mood all day, how there was time to play baseball and vacuum the entire house, or how I needed to be quiet because they were on hour 4 of their nap; I heard about their trip to the mall.  Yes, Super Dad decided to pack everyone up and venture to... *gasp*... a PUBLIC PLACE.




Yeah, sure, we're cute. But innocent?  No way.

Apparently, they got to the mall and were walking around when Ty (in his typical fashion) decided he had to go to the bathroom.  And this, Friends, was Dad's biggest feat yet: taking the two boys in and out of a public bathroom at the same time.  Instead of insisting that everyone pack in to the handicapped stall to prevent an abduction, he brought only the potty user in the stall with him and shut the door.  Realizing at that point that by doing that he might lose a son, he turned to open the stall door.  (Oopsie, Dada,  Ty is now screaming because you just let go of him and he needs help sitting up there.) So with one hand opening the door, the other hand reaching towards Ty and his face looking at CJ and yelling at him to get up off the bathroom floor, Ty starts to fall in.  I'm not 100 percent positive, but I'm fairly certain that Dada broke into a sweat at this point and vowed never to attempt the mall alone with both of them again.  Hahahaha. ROOKIE.

I'm not even gonna lie- I loved that freaking story.  But what I loved more than anything was the moment my husband looked at me and said, "I will never again question what you do all day.  I give you a lot of credit for doing this day in and day out".  THANK YOU!!! (Now get a job- I'm way too much of a control freak for you to be all up in my territory like this...)





PS- Luckily, Jerry's stint of unemployment was short. And even though the whole lack-of-paycheck thing was stressful for a minute, the total role reversal was great for all of us in so many ways.