Well, not too long ago I wrote a piece about how I play, at times, Mr. Mom.  Feeding my the family, bathing the kids and putting them to bed, washing, ironing, and even an occasional bathroom are all within the realm of reason. 

Well, this weekend the rubber meets the road.

My wife's grandfather passed away peacefully this week.  We really wanted her to be able to be there for her family, but didn't think it would be possible.  However, we realized that I wouldn't have class Thursday and Friday, so I could stay with the kids.  We really couldn't afford to send everyone, or everyone besides me.  Tickets were just too expensive.

Then we started to look for tickets.  For her to leave Thursday and come back Sunday the cheapest we could find were $1,200.  $1,200!!!  WHAT?  Extend that to Tuesday and she could fly for just under $400.  Since Big Al could fly in her lap for free she decided to take him (also so her family can see him-it has been a while).

So I get to really be Mr. Mom until Tuesday night.  Doing the girl's hair is on the docket as well now.  That one scares me the most.  So far they look okay.  No big failures so far.

But it is only Friday. . .