We celebrated Take Our Daughters and Sons to Work Day a bit early this week because the boys didn't have preschool AGAIN on Monday. Just a bonus day of spring break because we are soooooooo lucky.
I remember being all smug about how Ben and I had a kid-free spring break a few weeks ago, but I knew we'd get ours when our schools were back in session and the preschool was closed. It wasn't actually bad at all because we teach opposite days, and we could always cover each other in the classroom. BUT we both had to give up the luxury of all prep/grading/research time, and the very ass end of the semester? Not a good time to give those things up. We both ended up working like 18 hour days on our work days, meaning we were kind of crabby and useless on our home days. Just a giant sucky week, really, especially because the weather this spring has been fall-like and cold as hell. Monday was really the last straw because I had a meeting I really needed to attend, and Ben had class all day and all the other schools in town were back in session, so WTF?
I took the kids with me to campus and held my meeting in a coffee shop, where at least they didn't offend just my colleagues like they would have if the meeting were in my office. No, they offended people from all the freak over campus. The highlight was when I engaged in a high-stakes tug-of-war with Jack over my umbrella and he punched me in the nose and then I gave him my other umbrella so he would stop the horrible screamy noise coming out of his face. At some point Harry stole my phone and took this picture, which TOTALLY sums up my feelings:
Yesterday, he stole my phone and took these selfies:
Remind me to never take them both to work at the same time again, k?