Here’s the grim reality this morning in the Barn. Robbi has gone to NYC for the day, leaving me to care for the three (yes three) children for the next twelve hours.
See how torn up she seems to be?
So far, so good.
But, for now, August is still sleeping. For now, the other two have yet to realize the unprecedented power they currently hold over their already beleaguered father.
As for Robbi, she’s driving straight to Broadway to see our friend David Turner in On a Clear Day, You Can See Forever. Those of you who know David (and anyone who loves absurdity) might appreciate this recent review.
The show closes January 29, so if you’ve been meaning to see it, time to get your tickets.
I’ll check in throughout the day as time, energy, and sanity allows
I saw David again on Thursday with Seth Morgan, Sebastian Arcelus and his wife Stephanie J. Block. It was a lovely little Williams reunion on the stage after the show! Hope Robbi has a blast!
Oh my, that blog was hilarious. Good luck with the little ones!
You look the very definition of a one-man-band, Matthew. Bada-bing, bada-boom!
“late thirties”?!?!? oh no you didn’t bitch!!! (but otherwise an outstanding review…)
Robbi’s expression captures perfectly “Not my problem!”
On an unrelated note, my offspring has spent the last 30 minutes dropping q-tips into her (clean, dry) baby potty, then dumping them out, then flinging them up in the air like they are dollar bills on a bed after a bank heist. 500 ct box. I’m totally rocking this parenting thing.