My Wife Done Left Me

That’s right, my wife done left me. She snuck out of the house in the wee hours of the mornin’ with her boss, and now they’re holed up in some fancy schmancy resort (White Oaks) in Niagara-on-the-Lake.

So, it’s just me and the boys at home for the next few days. We’ll be eating pizza, watching hockey, making fart jokes, and all the other good stuff that boys get up to when they’re not supervised. I just hope that A and K don’t figure out that I’m outnumbered, or else it will be game over. They may be small, but they can be tenacious, ruthless, and downright ornery. B’s likely to come home to find me tied up in the basement while they eat cookies and watch Cars on an endless loop.

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