Long Gone

I left my children on Friday with my in-laws while my husband drove me up to Montpelier, VT for a 10-day writer's residency. What's so bad about that you say? Nothing, except people keep asking me how my family is doing without me and if I miss my boys. Umm, I don't know how my family is doing since I haven't talked to them since I left.

I know you'll say that's not worth a WMP, as it's only WM by default. But while we're on the topic of childproofing (this is for you, Joy), allow me to relate a story from last summer.

I'm upstairs in my office, seeking solitude, or at least 15 minutes on the computer when I hear my oldest son saying, "Will, should you be putting anything in the outlet? Will, should you be putting anything in there?" I ignore it. Just a few minutes on the computer...

Then I realize what is going on. I run downstairs to find my 2 year old pounding a meat thermometer in the solitary outlet that I had not covered.

Points for me?