It’s now Day 3 of our Men of the House experiment. I thought I’d better check in, lest you all think we’ve been buried under a mountain of dirty laundry (or worse, thrown in the towel). The truth is, they’re doing alright…ish. Monday got off to a rocky start, when upon waking with a severe head cold, Nate assumed we’d postpone his entrance into servitude. (Last I checked, I continue to cook dinner, fold soccer uniforms, and drive myself to work and back when I’m sick, so no dice, son.) He stayed home from school, and mustered through two loads of dishes, made lunch for his brother, and moved some clothes from the washer to the dryer, but upon getting off the bus at the end of his day, Calvin still wondered aloud what exactly he’d done all day. I thought Nate’s head was going to explode.
Yes, the social implications of this experiment should be presented to women’s studies programs everywhere from Brown to Sarah Lawrence. They’re that profound.
Calvin came home to two loads of laundry waiting for him on the bed on Day 1, and believe it or not, began to cry at the very sight of it. Cry. Please. My heart is made of stone. Nate made hot dogs and tater tots for dinner, and then, after a brief round of bickering over dishes, Calvin learned how to load plates.
Day 2 ran a bit more smoothly. Both boys remembered to pack their lunches (although Calvin lamented the fact that he had to wake up earlier than usual to do so) and Toby attempted to master the Swiffer (unsuccessfully). Nate started baked potatoes in the Crock Pot after a tutorial of the ‘plug in, press start’ variety, and everyone cleared their plates after breakfast. Nate came up with a truly insightful and innovative solution to household chores that I know you’ll all want to jot down: if everyone just cleans up after themselves, none of us will have to do much. Wow, kind of feels like I’ve been saying that since his birth, but whatever.
The baked potatoes (served with bagged salad) went over well enough, but Nate had to feed the group before his five pm practice, so everyone was hungry again before bedtime. The solution was the same that they’d come up with during after school snack period: a bowl of cereal for all. The milk supply was getting mighty low by this point, however, and as I suspected, they did not have a Plan B for breakfast.
No one was happy with the ‘regular’ flavor instant oat meal this am, but Day 3 has just begun, so stay tuned. By Day 5, I plan to have photos and maybe a video or two to post. Right now, I can’t find my camera beneath the laundry.