Getting stuff done

Last week we had a lot going on-I had things to do right after work two nights which meant Marc was on Lucas duty, we had bath nights, we had shopping and then I need to pack Lucas and I up to travel to Buffalo. Busy, busy, busy. But I knew most of it would get done, at least the important things would. So laundry would have to wait until I got back-big deal.

This week is starting off just a crazy as last week-I had an allergist appointment last night (after having cats for 33 years, I guess I am allergic to them now) and picked Lucas up late. Marc was late coming home from work but one of us needed to get my prescription from the drug store. Plus we had bath night, needed to start on the laundry piling up and Marc's bathroom really needed to be put back together. And yes, everything needed to be done last night. There was no way we would get it all done if we tried to do it as a family. I sent Marc out to the store and I started on the rest of it.

We have an unusual ritual in our house-Marc and I both give Lucas a bath. I am fine doing it by myself (and always do when I am in Buffalo) but Marc for some reason doesn't think it can be done. We were fine-Lucas had a great time, played and laughed and tried to get me wet. No big deal. The next task was to get the bathroom back in working order. While Lucas and I were in Buffalo, Marc painted his bathroom. It isn't very big and he did a really good job, but it still needed to be cleaned. I set Lucas up with some toys in the family room, called him every few minutes and got to work washing the walls. It took all of 15 minutes.

When Marc got home 75 minutes later, he could not believe the I got all that done. He kept asking, where was Lucas? Playing in the family room. Why does he find it hard to imagine you can actually get work done while having to keep an eye on the little one? I drag out my tupperware and pots for Lucas whenever I need to be in the kitchen for a long time. He loves it-he just goes back and forth between the kitchen and family room. I am not sure if Marc thinks that we need to be engaged with Lucas all the time-clearly he doesn't get as much done as I do when left alone with Lucas. Lucas needs to start figuring things out on his own, like what to play with. If you show him something, that generally keeps him entertained for a while, and it doesn't need to be the TV.

The rest of the week is going to be just as crazy-need to go grocery shopping, need to get to Target, need to get a bunch of things to take with us to Buffalo when we go next weekend again. Maybe I can leave Marc at home and Lucas and I will tear through these errands . . .