by Wendy Little
I have 3 kids, I have a tweenie, a teenager and a baby boomer. (He’s really my husband. He just acts like a child.) He’s one of those special needs husband, needs to be reminded that when he takes the kids out, he needs to bring them back home. Once he left them in a bookshop. He did, and went home. He claims the fault was mine, that I can’t communicate properly because when I said to him “I’m going to go to the $2 shop, can you take the kids home with you” he only heard “^**&#$*&^@)(mce_markeramp;@$(*.” To be fair I did say this when he was in the queue to purchase a book and was focused on being served, I should know he can’t multi-task. Luckily when he remembered them they were still there, and they’d read the entire Harry Potter collection. Saved us two hundred dollars.
