My wife went to the market earlier,

My wife went to the market earlier,

leaving me alone with the kids, including the baby. At first, I felt confident. How hard could it be? I’m a grown man. A responsible father. A provider. A champion.

After feeding everyone successfully (yes, successfully, this detail is important), I looked around the house and decided to go the extra mile. I told myself, “Let me wash the dishes and mop the floor so when my wife comes back, she will be impressed.”

Simple plan.

Except… the baby had other plans.

The moment I started working, the baby began crying. So there I was, carrying a baby with one hand and washing dishes with the other, moving around the kitchen like a confused octopus trying to keep life together.

But I didn’t give up.

I finished the dishes and moved on to mopping the floor, still holding the baby, sweating like a man training for Olympics nobody registered him for. I was tired, but proud. The house was finally looking good.

That was when my daughter entered the kitchen.

You know that innocent walk children do when peace is about to end.

She decided she needed water. Right there. Right then. From the tap.

Before I could react , she poured water everywhere.

Straight onto the freshly mopped floor. The same floor I had just fought spiritual battles to clean.

She froze.
I froze.
Even the baby paused to witness the tragedy.

She looked shocked. She looked sorry.

At that point, exhaustion took control.

As a good father who had completely finished his daily energy, I calmly walked to the dining area, carried a chair, sat down like a retired warrior… and handed her the mop.

“Continue from where I stopped.”

Because parenting teaches you one important lesson: sometimes you don’t solve the problem, you delegate it immediately.

Honestly, these children will stress you, add extra responsibilities on top of your responsibilities… and still ask you for snacks five minutes later. ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿคท‍♂️

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