Cat away

My wife is on a boat somewhere and sleeping in a cabin with another pretty woman. I made sure my wife’s camera was charged before she left.

Beginning yesterday morning and lasting until Monday night, I’m Mr. Mom. This means a variety of things, but the long and short of it is, instead of being the lazy guy who somehow manages to pay the bills with his laziness, I have to be basically responsible. That means my fun blogging and silly time has been reduced to nearly zero. To compensate for the systemic shock, the boy and I are being real bachelors for the weekend. Pizza for breakfast, fast food on the floor for dinner, and basically breaking every rule we can without getting arrested or becoming the subject of a DHS investigation.

We’re without serious injury yet. At Home Depot yesterday, the boy managed to open a bottle of industrial cleaning product which apparently has bleach in it. At least, that’s what I gather from his ruined shirt.

Time is short, so I’ll leave you with what I think will probably hold as quote of the weekend from the boy.

“Daddy! Brontosaurus poop!”

Brad Willis

Brad Willis is a writer based in Greenville, South Carolina. Willis spent a decade as an award-winning broadcast journalist. He has worked as a freelance writer, columnist, and professional blogger since 2005. He has also served as a commentator and guest on a wide variety of television, radio, and internet shows.

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1 Response

  1. Betty says:

    I am going to need a little more context for the quote of the weekend.

    Was he referring to his poop? Your poop? Or the random poop found about every where outside the house?

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