Text Messages from Mr. Mom

Last week Allyn worked from home with Clark while I taught in the schools for the Pregnancy Testing Center.


At 6:45 Monday morning, I had to walk out the door to teach.

Clark had been up sick 4 hrs that night. Ugh.

Allyn played Mr. Mom all day Monday. Hardcore.


      7:30 text msg "C just puked all over both of us"

      9:45 text msg "just lying on his back in the living room"

      9:56 text msg "...nasty diaper, again"

      10:55 text msg "...and now he's pooped in the bathtub"

      11:15 text msg "threw up on the living room carpet."

      11:17 text msg "PUKE, POOP, PUKE, POOP"

      11:19 text msg "C has to be cleaned out! wont drink anything.

       11:30 text msg "What's the buldozer say clark? "mama"
                                What's the lion say? "maamma" :(


Even after being Mr. Mom to a puking 1 year old for several days in a row, 
Allyn hasn't changed his mind.

He'd choose being puked on - multiple times vs standing in front of 9th graders teaching Sex Ed.

I got the best of both worlds, being puked on at night and teaching classes by day.

As strange as it may sound - it was actually a GREAT week for both of us!

You know the weeks, when you look back and only have two words....

"Thanks God"