Too Big for my Britches.

I’m no Mr. Mom.

I am home with the children this week. What an adventure.

Being Mr. Fix It, I often tell myself, or worse tell my wife, if I were here things would be better. Well if I were home all the time things might get a little better after a while. But thinking I could walk in and make it all good in a hurry was so wrong.

The only thing that improved quickly was the children’s behavior. That is mostly because they fear me. In the words of Alex, “Zoe don’t! He’ll paddle us again!”

I have wasted enough time. I better get back to work.