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"For all you "Stay-at-home-moms"
What Do You Do All Day?
A man came home from work and found his three children
outside, still in their pajamas, diapers drooping to their knees,
playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all
around the front yard.
The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to
the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the
entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over,
and the throw rug was in the kitchen.
In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and
the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In
the kitchen, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge
door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass
lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back
door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of
clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or
that something serious had happened.
He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the
bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap
and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a
heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.
As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled
up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him,
smiled, and asked how his day went He looked at her bewildered and
asked, "What happened here today?" She again smiled and nswered, "You
know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in
the world I do all day?" "Yes," was his incredulous reply She
answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
What Do You Do All Day?
A man came home from work and found his three children
outside, still in their pajamas, diapers drooping to their knees,
playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all
around the front yard.
The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to
the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the
entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over,
and the throw rug was in the kitchen.
In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and
the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In
the kitchen, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge
door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass
lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back
door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of
clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or
that something serious had happened.
He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the
bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap
and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a
heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.
As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled
up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him,
smiled, and asked how his day went He looked at her bewildered and
asked, "What happened here today?" She again smiled and nswered, "You
know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in
the world I do all day?" "Yes," was his incredulous reply She
answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."