Tuesdays

I work from home and my wife works downtown. Every Tuesday it's my turn to watch the kids of two other work at home dads. My afternoon is spent shuttling kids: Gadgeteers for the boys and gymnastics for the girls. Sometimes I manage to squeeze a medium sized shop into the eye of the storm. After the JK/SK express I head home to make dinner. I usually get home just in time to stop one of our three teenage boys from consuming the next two night's dinner or a box of cereal or both. Five kids converge to act out their day. Somewhere in the chaos chores get handed-out, homework gets started and the dog gets walked. In the middle of this circus on the counter that separates the kitchen and the family room sits our goldfish bowl.