Busted

Dr. J came downstairs and I switched the TV off. "Hey what is the deal," he asked. "You are just itching to kick me out of the room aren't you." "No," I told him. "I don't want to distract you from your homework." And it is true. The man doesn't do homework and then I feel responsible. I mean seriously it should be normal to eat dinner with your family or help put kids to bed but these are things that I feel guilty when he does them. There are some 3rd years with kids, but not many. When it comes to having him watch TV with me, certainly I don't think he has the time for that and I don't want him getting sucked in...but if I'm honest with myself there is also a part of me that likes the alone time that comes after bed time. It is such a rush, after E gets home from school, getting dinner done, homework, baths, bed, night time nursing. By the time all three kids are in bed I do enjoy the silence of the house, being able to read or watch what I want...and yes sometimes my husband disrupts that silence. Busted!