Mammatalk enters front door cradling baby on hip, balancing cell phone on shoulder, groceries hung on arm, pinky holding 3 year old hand, foot kicking the door open, right side of mouth shouting hello to neighbor, left side of mouth finishing phone conversation with Grannytalk, right eye winking at hubby in kitchen, left eye watching baby eat car keys, back of mind making note of next week’s doctor’s appt, front of mind busy navigating path through toy scattered living room.
“Hoooney…Help me with groceries?”
Daddatalk is dicing tomatoes in kitchen. “Just a minute. I am focusing.”
Moral: Superhero multi-taskers shouldn’t took down their noses at mere mortals, especially if he’s cooking in the kitchen.
10 years ago
6 comments:
Wow..you are a multitasker...I was just about to write a blog named.."Help...I'm a Woman and I can't multitask." Maybe if I became a mom I'd somehow aquire this amazing talent you have! :)
Funny thing...my husband seems much better at multi-tasking than me. And he cooks, too.
Yes. A cooking mortal is the best kind of mortal. Always. (OK, second to the foot-rubbing mortal. A close second.)
:^) Anna
That's one of those: Do I lose my sh*& on him, or do I love him up because he's doing something moments.
I think you picked the right direction.
Haha...that sounds like me and my husband--only replace kids with dogs. :)
Lol! I can just picture it! Let me guess, you also managed to switch over a load of laundry and prepare the coffee for the next morning all w/ in your first five minutes of getting home?
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