90 Minutes

DAD has enjoyed a sustained 90 minutes of uninterrupted free time. Mom has ventured out on her own to return stuff we don’t need and get stuff that we do. There are no crying babies, no dirty diapers, no mixing formula, no washing bottles, no feeding the Fussy One or the Other One. Nothing but peace, and time to catch up on all of those others chores that need doin’. Unfortunately his brain cannot recall all that needs doin’.

Where’s that to do list? Ah yes, here it is. Umm, hmm. That one can wait, the other doesn’t need to be done today, and the third won’t get done. (Continuing) That’s not important, that can’t be done while Mom is away. That item was done (sort of), that one- well we’ll see, and that last one missed its deadline.

So what to do at 2:30 in the afternoon with nothing else to do knowing full well that in fifteen to twenty minutes time Dad is going to get real busy with another feed change cycle?

Power nap. Zzzzzzz.