Monday, I told Husband I would have to work late. He was prepared to feed the kids and put them to bed. Then, at noon, I found out I didn't need to work late, so I texted Husband. When I was packing up at the end of the day and I hadn't heard back, I texted him again.
We proceed to exchange texts, with the result that he will pick up Subway on the way home.In the midst of those texts comes the, "oops, I forgot it was First Monday."
That was odd since it was actually the 2nd Monday. Apparently, since my father-in-law was planning to be in Florida for First Monday, he had arranged with Husband at Christmas to take the kids the following Monday. However, this never made it on the calendar, nor had Husband shared with Iago or me.
So my poor father-in-law was at our house, but no one was home. Or so it seemed. It turns out that Iago was at home, but on the treadmill and couldn't hear his phone. And he doesn't answer a knock on the door. After much texting and phone calls, the kids were off for a night with their grandpa.
We ate Subway as adults - in the living room in front of the television watching a really horrible rated R movie.
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