Ahhhhhhhh!
Michael said, "Oh, I'm having two guys over for a cookout this afternoon."
Okay, no biggy. Two dudes, they and Michael can do dude things, they won't care about the dogs/if the house isn't spotless, I don't have to entertain them, etc., etc.
Now it is, "Oh, two dudes, one of the dude's wife, and their two year old." WHAT?!?!?!
Now I have to make sure things are *clean*, that the area is toddler proof, and I have to figure out what to do with Abrams for the duration of this adventure because he is good with kids, but he's going to bowl over a 2 year old. Not to mention now I'm expected to socialize the entire evening thanks to there being another female present. *sigh*
Thanks, dear, for mentioning that as you run out the door. Thanks.