We all know the moment. Someone is coming to your house for a visit. Immediately you turn into a whirling dervish grabbing all the “stuff” that isn’t where it belongs while vacuuming like you are a Formula One driver. Closet cramming and door slamming become full body workouts. You run through the house spraying room deodorizer hoping it will cover your panic induced sweat. When I did this I would often hear Marlin Perkins in his Wild Kingdom whisper voice in my head. “Here we can safely observe the stay-at-home mom. We don’t want to startle or spook her as she prepares for the dreaded visitor. Isn’t it fascinating to see how she functions in her natural habitat?” To clarify, I’m not talking about the house cleaning for sanitary reasons, or special events or just because it wouldn’t kill you to put all of your kids things in their rooms before your friend comes over. I especially don’t include the picking up because my mom is coming over - s...
by Tracey Krueger