Her job is harder

I've taken a couple of days off work to be with my kids as my wife is out of town visiting her family. She left on Wednesday night and it's been me and my two kids since then. Yesterday I slept in (compare to going to work) and dropped my daughter off at school at 8:10. I came home, cleaned up, ran the errands, took my son to McDonald's, then returned home to get myself a lunch to take to school so I could eat with my daughter. I dropped my son off, ate lunch at the school, came home, did the dishes, got dinner ready, checked my email, then totally forgot that I was supposed to pick the kids up at 3:10 (I thought 3:45). So when the phone rang, I rushed out, picked up the kids, came home, went swimming with them, finished dinner, ate, played outside, got the kids into the shower and in bed by 7:45.

I don't know how my wife does it every day, but I thank her. Her job is definitely harder.

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Blake,
I agree! I tell my wife I would gladly trade her places and stay home to take care of the house and kids. But really, I'd crack under that kind of pressure in less than a week.
Did you hear this comment from your kids: "Mom doesn't do it that way!"?

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