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Mr. Mom
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Okay, this is day 3 of being the total Mr. Mom.
Kids like sugar, and shiny things. I need to find shiny things made out of sugar. They should make annoying noises too. I will be rich.
I have a giant list of accomplishments from the past few days. Exciting stuff. Like washing clothes. And making food. And cleaning dishes. The vacuum cleaner we have seems to be much better than the old one we had. I have not been shooting in 8 days. I'll probably snag a box of colibris (powderless 22 shells) and wander down to the basement with a .22 rifle this evening and make some sort of a little bullet trap. I shot one at a fence not to long ago, and it made a tiny dent and fell off, so I'm not too worried about the mayhem that could result. The firing pin made more noise than the shot, too, so this might be something to keep me in practice until I can once again roam free in my dirty Blazer without kids climbing around in the seat.
It should be a week before my wife feels good enough to take over again. I hope it's a little less. I'm getting a bit tired. I help out when I can, but didnt realize how generally time consuming all this stuff is.
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