It's Friday, and the day I usually talk about family life and stuff, but since I'm still on VACATION (yes!), I thought I'd address a common fear most of us parenting people have. Unless I'm just nuts and nobody else feels this way. In that case, I'm talking about my own personal craziness.
The photo above captures what I imagine can happen while Mom's away. The mice -- all let loose and without rules and strict supervision -- can and do play. Not to insult Dad (King Rufus), but it's just a mother thing to worry about her nest and baby birds...okay, they're big hulking buzzard-birds, but mine nonetheless...when she's flown from the nest for a while.
In reality, the worst that will probably happen is the boys (Fresh Prince and Court Jester) will have to go to school in dirty uniforms because I am the only person in a household of five who knows how to operate the terribly complicated mechanics of a washing machine. Don't even get me started on the big bad dryer. Other than that, they'll probably eat out every night, so there are no worries about them being nutritionally deprived, and things will rock right along.
On second thought...maybe I should be more worried that they won't even notice I'm gone!