Post by mcgonagallrocks on Nov 2, 2006 18:16:08 GMT -5
Author: mcgonagallrocks
Title: Mr. Mom
Disclaimer: I own nothing nadda zip zilch. Everything belongs to either Lonestar and their producers ect or JK and her publishers ect.
Rating: 13+ for slight language
Genera: Songfic/Humor
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Lost my job, came home mad
Got a hug and kiss and that's too bad
She said I can go to work until you find another job
I thought I like the sound of that
Watch TV and take long naps
Go from a hand working dad to being Mr. Mom
“Albus I’m sorry my love.” Minerva looked at her husband. That bloody stupid Toad. She was working on Minerva’s last nerve, “I love you. Don’t worry the school will be fine. I won’t let her ruin it. Just make sure your children behave while I’m busy.” She kissed the end of his long crooked nose.
“I love you Tabby.” He smiled secretly to himself. This was going to be too easy. Going from Headmaster to Mr. Mom, who was she kidding? Three kids compared to three hundred. He was going to be reading and sleeping all day.
Well
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the fifteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr. Mom
“Katherine! Stop it!” Albus tried to keep his temper in check. He wasn’t letting three children under the age of six run wild around him. A moment later he heard crying coming from the baby’s room. “Diana what happened?” He picked up his youngest daughter only to find a glop of sticky pink gum in the end of her braid. “How did you get this?” He sighed. Maybe Minerva was right after all. No she wasn’t. If he could handle the school he sure as hell could handle his own children.
Football, soccer and ballet
Squeeze in Scouts and PTA
And there's that shopping list she left
That's seven pages long
How much smoke can one stove make
The kids won't eat my charcoal cake
It's more than any man can take
Being Mr. Mom
“Good lord Minerva!” Albus looked at the latest of the shopping lists his wife had left. This wasn’t his day apparently. He flicked though the pages counting them quickly. Seven pages for Merlin’s sake, did the woman never go shopping? She went to Hogsemea twice a week with Xiomara and Poppy. “Come on you three.” He picked up Diana and called his two other children. Wow this was going to be fun, shopping with three kids. Why were they never this bad when their mother was around? Was it Friday yet?
Well
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the sixteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr. Mom
“Daddy Di has bubble gum again.” Katherine and her brother Brian yelled from the living room. How did that girl keep getting a hold of the candy? “Not a word of this to your mother.” Albus looked at his oldest children, “We’ll all be in for it then. And Daddy is too old to sleep on the couch…” He ended the sentence under his breath, “again.” The baby’s hair was now a good three inches shorter than it had started out due to the bubble gum incidents. For his life Albus couldn’t remember any spells to regrow her hair either.
Before I fall in bed tonight
if the dog didn't eat the classifieds
I'm gonna look just one more time
'Cause
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the eighteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long
Oh been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr. Mom
Being Mr. Mom wasn’t as easy as it sounded. It was only Monday and in about half an hour Albus was going to get hexed into the next century. Minerva wasn’t going to be happy at all. Their rooms were a mess; Diana’s hair was much shorter than it had started out to be as was Albus’ beard. “Minerva how do you do it?” he collapsed into his chair only to find something sticky in the seat. He got up to find a squished substance of some sort in the seat. “Good Merlin!”
Balancin' checkbooks, juggling bills
Thought there was nothing to it
Baby, now I know how you feel
What I don't know is how you do it
“Albus I’m back.” Minerva popped into her rooms again. It was a mess, but for his first day she didn’t expect much. “Goodness Tabby I’ve never been so happy to see you.” He pulled her into a kiss a moment later hearing two “Ews” come from the door way. “Da stop it.” Brian was caught up in his mother’s arms, “That’s gross.” “That’s what you think now.” Albus chuckled. The boy was only 4 years old you couldn’t really expect him to really understand much.
“Except Mama girls have cooties.” “What about your aunts?” Minerva chuckled tickling the three year old like mad.
“Them too.” He said between gasping for breath from laughing so hard.
“Mama don’t ever leave again.” Katherine giggled at her mother. “Daddy doesn’t make a good Mom.”
Title: Mr. Mom
Disclaimer: I own nothing nadda zip zilch. Everything belongs to either Lonestar and their producers ect or JK and her publishers ect.
Rating: 13+ for slight language
Genera: Songfic/Humor
*******************************************************
Lost my job, came home mad
Got a hug and kiss and that's too bad
She said I can go to work until you find another job
I thought I like the sound of that
Watch TV and take long naps
Go from a hand working dad to being Mr. Mom
“Albus I’m sorry my love.” Minerva looked at her husband. That bloody stupid Toad. She was working on Minerva’s last nerve, “I love you. Don’t worry the school will be fine. I won’t let her ruin it. Just make sure your children behave while I’m busy.” She kissed the end of his long crooked nose.
“I love you Tabby.” He smiled secretly to himself. This was going to be too easy. Going from Headmaster to Mr. Mom, who was she kidding? Three kids compared to three hundred. He was going to be reading and sleeping all day.
Well
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the fifteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr. Mom
“Katherine! Stop it!” Albus tried to keep his temper in check. He wasn’t letting three children under the age of six run wild around him. A moment later he heard crying coming from the baby’s room. “Diana what happened?” He picked up his youngest daughter only to find a glop of sticky pink gum in the end of her braid. “How did you get this?” He sighed. Maybe Minerva was right after all. No she wasn’t. If he could handle the school he sure as hell could handle his own children.
Football, soccer and ballet
Squeeze in Scouts and PTA
And there's that shopping list she left
That's seven pages long
How much smoke can one stove make
The kids won't eat my charcoal cake
It's more than any man can take
Being Mr. Mom
“Good lord Minerva!” Albus looked at the latest of the shopping lists his wife had left. This wasn’t his day apparently. He flicked though the pages counting them quickly. Seven pages for Merlin’s sake, did the woman never go shopping? She went to Hogsemea twice a week with Xiomara and Poppy. “Come on you three.” He picked up Diana and called his two other children. Wow this was going to be fun, shopping with three kids. Why were they never this bad when their mother was around? Was it Friday yet?
Well
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the sixteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr. Mom
“Daddy Di has bubble gum again.” Katherine and her brother Brian yelled from the living room. How did that girl keep getting a hold of the candy? “Not a word of this to your mother.” Albus looked at his oldest children, “We’ll all be in for it then. And Daddy is too old to sleep on the couch…” He ended the sentence under his breath, “again.” The baby’s hair was now a good three inches shorter than it had started out due to the bubble gum incidents. For his life Albus couldn’t remember any spells to regrow her hair either.
Before I fall in bed tonight
if the dog didn't eat the classifieds
I'm gonna look just one more time
'Cause
Pampers melt in a Maytag dryer
Crayons go up one drawer higher
Rewind Barney for the eighteenth time
Breakfast, six naps at nine
There's bubble gum in the baby's hair
Sweet potatoes in my lazy chair
Been crazy all day long
Oh been crazy all day long and it's only Monday
Mr. Mom
Being Mr. Mom wasn’t as easy as it sounded. It was only Monday and in about half an hour Albus was going to get hexed into the next century. Minerva wasn’t going to be happy at all. Their rooms were a mess; Diana’s hair was much shorter than it had started out to be as was Albus’ beard. “Minerva how do you do it?” he collapsed into his chair only to find something sticky in the seat. He got up to find a squished substance of some sort in the seat. “Good Merlin!”
Balancin' checkbooks, juggling bills
Thought there was nothing to it
Baby, now I know how you feel
What I don't know is how you do it
“Albus I’m back.” Minerva popped into her rooms again. It was a mess, but for his first day she didn’t expect much. “Goodness Tabby I’ve never been so happy to see you.” He pulled her into a kiss a moment later hearing two “Ews” come from the door way. “Da stop it.” Brian was caught up in his mother’s arms, “That’s gross.” “That’s what you think now.” Albus chuckled. The boy was only 4 years old you couldn’t really expect him to really understand much.
“Except Mama girls have cooties.” “What about your aunts?” Minerva chuckled tickling the three year old like mad.
“Them too.” He said between gasping for breath from laughing so hard.
“Mama don’t ever leave again.” Katherine giggled at her mother. “Daddy doesn’t make a good Mom.”
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