While Daddy Is Away

While Daddy is away.... Mommy will put off the trash until forever. It'll just sit there at the top of the stairs all ready to be taken out. And that darn lid that always pops off? It'll stay popped off. Both kids will be screaming, and I'll secretly wish you were here. When I need some extra encouragement for an Amazon splurge for that laminator... I'll want your opinion. And that darn deadbolt at night... I almost forgot it was my responsibility. I don't know if I love that.

I handled you being away for the longest you've ever been away and with both kids (3.5 days). It was better than I thought, but I think because dinner was a little easier, and then I didn't get distracted with a TV show - I had plenty of time to put the kids to bed. Lexi wasn't going crazy because sometimes only daddy has a special way of expanding the energy levels at bedtime. I pretty much had all the control that a 3 year old will give me, and it worked out okay. Most likely it was okay because I worked less, went out less and I knew you'd come back. Or at least I was really blindly hopeful. And I was excited for you to enjoy your trekking experiences. You looked way better than I would 4 days in the same clothes, no shower. And my nose must still be awful cause I didn't even smell you.

But do you really have to go on hikes the next two weekends without us? (I mean I'm not going) I just kinda LOVE Saturdays as a family. I kinda LOVE when I'm not the only source of entertainment. I just kinda LOVE when we accomplish projects around the house. But that's cool. I get that August just kinda happened like that (obligation and fun). Sometimes it's healthy to miss each other.

I'll be here when you get back. Physically at least.

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