Game show- September 28, 2011
Wednesday, September 28th, 2011Like so many, tired, ragged, working parents, when Greyson and I got home from work yesterday we faced a sink full of dishes and uncooked dinner.
Cue Monty Hall: “It’s time to play Let’s Make a Deal!”
Greyson- “Okay, I’ll make a deal with you. You want to load or unload the dishwasher?”
Amy- “Someone has to cook dinner too.”
I thought, “Hmm, this makes Door #1 interesting.”
A: “I’ll unload while I cook. You load.”
G: “Deal.”
Now it may seem I got the worse deal since I was taking on two tasks, but I knew dealing with dirty dishes meant washing bottles and that’s a task I’d rather pawn off on a husband distracted by the video game he was turning on.
Just then the other two little creatures in our house came knocking on the proverbial Door #2.
A: “Okay, I’ll make a deal with you. You want to walk the dog or change the baby?”
G: “I’ll walk the dog. I changed a huge poop this morning!” (He went on to describe this epic poop. Ew.)
I knew he’d picked the “Zonk” behind this door because I had been home longer and knew the dog had one on deck. He had to pick up doggie solid waste while the baby delivered an innocent wet diaper for me.
Okay, we have some cleaning to do tonight. I’ll let you know who wins the third round as we wheel and deal our way through marriage. Considering I’m in the lead, I expect Door #3 to swing back and smack me in the butt. At least I’m not wearing a stupid costume or being forced to chat with Wayne Brady. (Apparently he hosted a version of this show too.)
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