My sponge is old, ratty and smelly.

Today Ching is working from home.  Laurel is on vacation and back from Nana's..she has a field trip through her after school program.  She has to be picked up by 3:30 so it makes sense that Ching can work from home (I have no idea what he does to this day..). But when he is at home with a potential of at least girl coming home early, I hold my breath all freakin' day. I am at work (my job doesn't allow "working from home").  Every now and then, I will get a random text from Ching just like this:

"Do you know where my car keys are?" 
"I am going to run errands and I have decided to take books back to the Library.  Have you seen Laurel's library books?"
"Where is the diaper bag? I am going to pick Rachel up early and we are going to the Atrium."

Holy God, are you kidding me?  My head is barely bobbing above the surface at work as I am trying to learn something new.  (Those freakin' young people are soaking up info like a sponge.  My sponge is old, ratty and smelly.)  My mind can multi-task (hit me with anything)  and I can answer all of the above questions.  But should I?

"Your keys are in the leather valet--I make sure they are there every night."
"Laurel's books are scattered in the family room..one is open, face down under the loveseat."  
"The diaper bag is in the car that I have..you have to put together one on your own..just a diaper, wipes, sippy cup and plastic spoon.  You're good.."

But I don't want to answer...he needs to learn. If I answer, he will come back?  Should I be at his beck and call? If so, I then have to give very, very detailed instructions like the Garmin we have in the Toyota.
"You know, the family room..walk in, two paces forward then turn to your left.  (You do know that we have a family room, right?) Hey, look at that..Laurel's book."

God damn it, I need a vacation and not one where we visit Ching's relatives. I like Uncle Ming Luh's dumplings but I need a real one with warm breezes and room service..