Zimmerman Academy: The New Normal by Kathi Daley

Author:Kathi Daley [Daley, Kathi]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Kathi Daley Books
Published: 2016-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Saturday, February 13

I arrived at the Matthews household to find chaos. Hudson was running around the house in nothing but a diaper and one shoe and Haden had on a shirt that was wet on the front and shoes but no pants or diaper. Holly was sitting quietly on the couch with Mittens, but she was still in her pajamas. I could hear Brady upstairs cursing at something, although I wasn’t sure what that something might be because all the kids were downstairs.

“Where’s your dad?” I asked Holly.

“Upstairs. Haden took off his diaper and flushed it down the toilet. There’s water all over the floor.”

I picked up Haden and headed upstairs. I poked my head in the bathroom door to inform Brady that I would take charge of getting the kids dressed while he cleaned up what looked to be quite a large mess.

The poor guy looked exhausted. There was water down the front of him, it was apparent he hadn’t had a chance to shower or shave, and there were bags under his eyes that hadn’t been there the day before. Trying to be a single parent with three young children had to be nearly an impossible task. Up until a few days ago Brady had lived with his parents and had had their help. I was afraid he was in for a steep learning curve when it came down to figuring out how to do everything himself.

I changed Haden into a clean diaper, pants, and a shirt and then grabbed a set of clothes for Hudson and headed downstairs. Once I’d dressed him as well, I put them in their high chairs with a handful of Cheerios each, then instructed Holly to go get dressed. When she returned dressed in shorts and a tank top, I reminded her about the snow and told her to find long pants, a long-sleeved shirt, and a sweatshirt. Fortunately, she complied.

Meanwhile the cursing upstairs had stopped and had been replaced by banging as I imagined Brady was working on the pipes in an attempt to unclog the toilet. Maybe Zak should have hired Brady a live-in babysitter, like maybe a nanny. A very old and experienced grandmother type, not a young and beautiful nanny who marries her boss like in the romance novels I occasionally read.

The boys seemed fine strapped into their high chairs and Holly seemed happy playing with Mittens, so I decided to tackle the sink full of dirty dishes from breakfast. It looked like they’d had eggs and pancakes. At least it appeared Brady knew how to cook. I was just turning on the dishwasher when he poked his head into the kitchen.

“Thanks for seeing to the kids. I’m afraid we had a bit of a rough start this morning. The toilet is fixed, but I still need thirty minutes or so to take a shower and get ready. I hope that’s not a problem.”

“Not at all. The kids and I will hang out down here.”

“I never realized how hard it was going to be to take care of everything on my own.

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