A few days ago, I was walking into work and thinking about blog post topics. I suddenly thought of a great topic. I mulled using it for my Tuesday post, but decided instead to use it for my upcoming Dad Revolution post. There’s one small thing standing between you and reading this fantastic post, though. My memory.
You see, in the handful of days between Monday and today (Thursday since this post will be scheduled), I’ve forgotten what the topic was. I can remember that I had a topic idea and that it was great, but that’s it. Why is my memory like this? I blame my kids.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my boys. Just yesterday, NHL came up to me, gave me a great big hug and told me that he loved me and he’d never be too big to hug me. What was better was that he wasn’t doing it as a tactic to get out of trouble. I live for those moments.
Still, life was simpler BC (“Before Children”). If we wanted to have something for dinner, there wasn’t any little finicky palates to worry about. If we wanted to head out to the store, we didn’t need to worry about bedtimes or potty breaks (beyond our own). If we wanted to complete a particular task, we did it.
Now, with kids in the mix, our attention is often diverted ten different ways at once. At our average dinner time alone, I need to prepare the food, keep NHL from beating up on JSL, keep JSL from beating up on NHL, deal with finicky palates as the boys don’t want what I’m making, get the boys seated, remind NHL to sit down (why he insists on standing while eating is beyond me), tell JSL not to play with his food, serve my wife dinner, get water for the boys, get myself food, sit down, realize that the boys want seconds before any food touches my lips, get them seconds, fend off “dessert now” cries as the boys are done and I’m taking my first bite, eat my food, get the boys dessert, get them cleaned up, and clean up the dishes.
My brain often feels like it is being pulled in five different directions at once. So you’ll excuse me for not writing my super-fantastic Dad Revolution post. Maybe, once this post is published, I will remember the topic. If I do, I’ll try to write it down otherwise I’m sure to forget it by the time I… [JSL! Don’t stand on the couch! NHL, don’t swing that toy!] Wait. What was I talking about again?
