I had to go away this past weekend on an unexpected trip. It was not the first time that I left the Mister to care for our kidos, and I am quite certain it will not be the last. And I am very confident in his abilities to entertain those two and be happy doing it.
However...
The evening before my departure, he says to me... I know it is not important, but what will we do for dinner? I shrugged my shoulders and said we would figure it out and quickly drifted asleep.
In the morning I woke Gabi and told her I had to go. She burst into tears, as usual, and asked me to stay. And after she caught her breath she says what will we do for dinner? I say I don't know, you guys will figure it out, don't worry. We hug and kiss and she gets ready for school.
I am now ready to go with my overnight bag and blanket in hand ready to make my exit. Noah gets up last, as usual, and I tell him I have to go. He doesn't blink before he asks me,What will we do for dinner?
Clearly there is a need here.
So last night Mr. Witt got his hands in the mashed potatoes! He did great everyone! And I look forward to watching him grow as a mediocre chef, hahahaha. I have to maintain my leverage in the house somehow! I really do enjoy being needed, but certainly I must take necessary measures to ensure my family does not starve when I am away...
Who's the cook in your house?
