My husband's arm has been broken for 2 weeks. We've done surgery and will get the staples removed next week. Then we're hoping things will get back to normal after another 3 weeks. No big deal, right? Wrong! Things have been tough around here. Take supper time, for example. The "normal" routine was for Andy to take the kids (all four) after dinner and prep them for bath. (The whole getting naked thing around here is quite a celebration. Imagine three hyper little girls super excited about bath time, running around singing, "Naked! Naked!") While he got started bathing them, I would clean the kitchen. (Once again imagine these same three little girls at the dinner table, still learning the art of using utensils.) Needless to say, there's quite a mess any time food is involved. But this routine has proven quite effective. The girls love the extra time with Daddy. I love the extra time away from the girls -- even if it involves scrubbing the underside of the table. What?! Don't ask.
But, when one player of the team is hurt (ie, broken arm) the whole system gets thrown out of whack. Do I join the girls in their naked celebration, leaving the dirty kitchen mess for later when it's dry and will take twice as long to clean? Or do I let them run with hyper speed all over the house while I attempt to clean with them flying by, all the while throwing in desperate pleas to not get hurt since we really don't need another visit to the emergency room this month? I'm still working on discovering a new, effective routine for the next few weeks while Andy is still recovering.
