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A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.
The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.
In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing.
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In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened.
He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.
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As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.
He looked at her bewildered and asked, ‘What happened here today?’
She again smiled and answered, ‘You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?’
‘Yes,’ was his incredulous reply.
She answered, ‘Well, today I didn’t do it.’
~ source unknown – but this flies around the internet in e-mails all the time and I got it again today!
Disclaimer: my hubby would NEVER say those words to me. But this was an illustration to me of all that we really do as moms and don’t even realize we’re doing it. These are the things we’re doing that keep us from feeling like we’re getting other ‘real’ stuff done – waking up and getting out of bed (sometimes a monumental feat of its own), getting us and the kiddos dressed, fed, somewhat clean, keeping the fridge closed, providing direction if not entertainment and education for the children, turning the tap in the bathroom off, shuffling shoes and clothes and toys to the side of the stairs (at least) so no one trips on them, turning off the tv, wiping dirty hands and noses and bottoms, keeping the children within our sight and hearing range, …. and on and on. We’re busy and what we do is important, even if the house isn’t in the best shape and not all the laundry is folded and put away.
I needed this reminder today when I got this little story in an email from a friend. Maybe you do too. What did you do today? More than you think! 😀
