When I checked on dg4 tonight he explained that mommy couldn't wrestle because it hurts her back. A friend of dg4s was supposed to come over, but couldn't because his mother was sick. I asked if he had fun with wg2 and Mommy. He smiled and nodded.
Tonight nh played Dinosaur Hide-And-Seek with the boys. She was an Apotosaurus and they were T-Rexs and Velociraptors. I asked nh how she came to be an Apotosaurus and it was negotiated as dg4 offered options. Nh's negotiation was based on how easily the little meat eaters might consume her. Hence, the assumption of the gigantic Apotosaurus.
The game went like this; they would attack her and she would rear up, knock them down and run and hide. They would then come and find her and she would get them again. The boys loved it.
They asked to play again after their baths, but nh declined on account of they were clean and all. Sure.
She spent most of the day cutting out a pattern for a Halloween costume for dg4. He wanted to be a Komodo Dragon. Who hasn't at one time or another right? Her back is sore and the thing isn't even close to done. It's a loving sacrifice. She's so much better than me.
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It's a mother thing! I don't think it is inherent in men. Sorry!
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