I'm just about to finish a different race, it was kind of a relay where my part was 5 days long and now I am about to pass the baton back to the other runner in the relay. Her role in it is a lot, lot longer than mine. The last 5 days I got to experience some of the race she does.
My wife's sister is getting married later this year - my wife has been out of town (in NY) with our youngest kid for the past 5+ days helping her sister get ready for it and throwing a Wedding Shower. That left me at home with tweedle dee and tweedle doo. (Not the greatest of nicknames for our children - and we don't actually use it very often).
No Soccer games over the Labor Day Weekend, but the last couple of days of a school week still meant getting kids up each morning, making lunches and sending them off to school. After school are soccer practices, carpools and each day taking care of 2 needy horses, a stupid dog and an even more stupid cat.
I had a plan - sort of. Fortunately I am a highly trained parent, full of expertise and wisdom when it comes to taking care of my children when left alone - a plan that involved meals of pizza, ice cream and cereal, each available at whatever time of day (or night). We could sit on the couch watching movies or football all weekend long. If we got bored we could always go for a run together, or go watch a movie - surely we could pass the time.
Actually, I didn't have much of a plan, was really just going to wing it. We survived the whole experience and I think we all still like each other.
Great job Dad, keep your kids out late, don't feed them and then send them to bed 2 hours after their bedtime. Actually, we did eat, then because I felt bad for not feeding them, the sugar rush from ice cream therapy kept us all awake a little bit.
The next 2 days were "hang around the house and work on the list that the taskmaster had left us". A good chunk of the list was erased. We had a bit of a scramble to clean up the house before Mom gets home later this afternoon. Overall, some good, fun times had by all of us. Waking them up to get them on the bus this morning was even okay. But then it was tempting for me to go take a nap.
Being a Mother I'm sure has it's rewards - but it is exhausting. I am ready to pass the baton back to her. It's her turn to take over in the race. However, she doesn't write race reports for the things she does in the race of raising children. However, after 5 days of seeing it a little closer, I'll tuck along beside and try to be a better support crew member.