Over the course of our marriage my wife has introduced me to the concept of "Alone Time".
When she first brought up her need for alone time I was traumatized. How could anyone, especially my newlywed wife, not want to spend every possible moment in my presence. Granted I did kinda follow her around, but I thought it was in a cute puppy dog kinda way.
Evidently not.
So I have come to accept that my good looks and smoking hot body can only be endured for so long.
Now add four kids into the mix. Any sense of self is completely gone. Someone is always touching her, screaming for help or following her around.
So Mindy has to grab alone opportunities whenever she can.
Last night she tried to sneak out to the grocery store while I got all the kids ready for bed. Yes we needed something from the store, but it was also "alone time".
Paige (10) sensed what was about to happen, ran to the car and ensconced herself in the third row.
Mindy tried to reason with her to get out of the car.
Mindy: Paige please get out of the car
Paige: No I want to go with you
Mindy: You don't even have shoes or your glasses
Paige: So
Mindy: At least go get some shoes on
Paige: No way. If I get out of the car you'll leave me
And she would have!!
So Paige stumbled around the store without glasses or shoes. And my sweet wife endured some additional quality time with the family.
4 comments:
I nearly cried at this blog. I have a memory better than I should of those days. But the good news is that you are developing "best friend" status with each child as they grow up. We find that now that we have graduated to an almost empty nest we have way more "alone time" than is desired. I love how you guys roll. It's one of my happy thoughts! Heart, Peg
I can't stop laughing because that happens all the time around here. Once I went to walmart late at night and was gone for 2 hours. Jeff wondered where I was... I was having "alone time" and walked every isle at least twice!
alone time is a blessed, blessed time.
I love it.
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