Mother's Day... The Conclusion...

73 people responded to this blog. 73 People said that what Jennifer said she wanted was exactly what they wanted. I certainly hope that some other Dad's got the memo.

I didn't expect much for today. I had hoped that I would get to sleep in, perhaps a little gift, a card, and go out to eat. What I didn't expect?

I didn't expect the gifts, or anything else that followed. I didn't expect that I would get up this morning to find Not the Momma had already fed Little Monster, and that he was sharing Saturday Morning Cartoons. I didn't expect:

• that Not the Momma would take care of the dishes before I got up
• to take a long leisurely shower, in which I could shave.
• to be able to get ready this morning without a hassle
• that Not the Momma would get Little Monster ready to go
• an absolutely fabulous Brunch, in which I was treated like a Queen by all of the staff.
• Little Monster to sit happily and quietly, munching on his bowl of fruit and bacon while I age my brunch.
• Not the Momma to take care of feeding and entertaining Little Monster when he got tired of being good at brunch
• to not have to change one. single. diaper.
• to have a wonderful pedicure this afternoon, followed by a haircut. Both things I've been craving and complaining about.
• to come home and find that Not the Momma had predicted what I wanted for dinner, and had it ready to go into the oven.
• that when I got home, Not the Momma was actually doing what I'd been reminding him to do all day -- call his mother.
• that when I told Little Monster (jokingly, of course) that if he wanted to poop in the bathtub, today would be the day to do it, because I wasn't fishing it out, since it's Mother's Day, he'd actually poop in the tub.
• Not the Momma to actually fish the poop out of the tub without gagging.

Today was an absolutely marvelous day. I had a chance to read! a! book! (well, start one) while getting my pedicure (HEAVEN!). My hair is freshly trimmed in a shorter cut. I haven't had to wipe a butt, or lift a finger to do anything unless I wanted to. And, the house? It isn't in any worse state than it was before the weekend started... In fact, it's probably just a little bit cleaner. Not the Momma has already started on the laundry.

So, apparently, he's learned a lot, that husband of mine. Kudos! And great job. Now, don't forget. Now that I know what you're capable of, I'll expect at least as much next year.