Someone at the ladies' shalosh seudos today said "You're lucky Ted stays with the kids."
And I was like (in my head), "lucky???"
Yeah, it's a real roll of the dice. Like it's 50/50 odds: maybe he stays home with the kids when I go out; maybe he wanders off to the casino, leaving them to fend for themselves, like feral wolf pups.
The way I look at it, he's lucky I stay home with them every day. I can hear the casino calling, even now...
Out loud, I said, "it's not luck; I picked him."