To me, it's a good idea to always carry two sacks of something when you walk around. That way, if anybody says, "Hey, can you give me a hand?" You can say, "Sorry, got these sacks."
- Jack HandyThis concept rears its head often in our house- only slightly modified. When I pass off ss#3 to my husband, as I am madly trying to finish up on dinner or cleaning up from dinner, he just sort of holds him and paces back and forth from the kitchen to the family room. Last night I pointed out to him this inefficient behavior, I took this moment to clarify my expectation which is hold the baby AND help clean up. This allows me 10 minutes to appreciate using BOTH hands to complete a simple task. I repeated the above deep thoughts to smart daddy-o inserting baby for sacks as that is the case here and reminding him I can see through this little excuse. Then he asked half laughing, knowing full well he shouldn't go there. What I did in a day while holding a baby. As any mom of a young baby can attest there are maybe only 5 things or less that you do in a day while NOT holding a baby. And not only holding, but feeding no less. So of course I enumerated 50 odd tasks I completed that day while holding a baby. See no excuse!
Now on this same topic- either this is a Y-linked trait, my 2 yr old has mental telepathy, or reading SILENTLY to your baby in utero really has amazing impact, because the other week I was loading some stuff up in the car and I asked #2 to help me carry something to the basement. He ran off to the laundry room and returned with an empty old navy shopping bag on his arm and emphatically stated "sorry mom I've this bag" and proceeded down to the basement with the empty sack. I totally wished I had had the cameras rolling because it was a moment that needed to be immortalized 1. his ingenuity 2. the sheer coincidence of this behavior to his mothers beloved deep thoughts and 3. because I was the only one there witness it. I stood laughing and laughing, deserted and alone in my entryway still with my piles of stuff waiting to be hauled down, knowing real life was better than any SNL moment.