Mountain View Mommy: Sand, Trucks and Testosterone

June 14, 2007

Dad Travelling

Filed under: Stuff — by mvmommy @ 5:13 am

When Nathan travels some things are easier… some are harder.

Easier :

No alarm clock at 5:30 going off 3 times for swim practice
Less laundry
Less things to pick up: shirt/boxers from bathroom floor
Frozen meals, previously prepared, are busted out for dinner & there are lots of leftovers
The house is exactly where I want everything to be, when I want it to be there, no need to discuss it


Breakfast – Daddy is better at getting it ready just when they want it, how they want it, where they want it
Bath-time – the kids want daddy & mommy stinks… especially when she forces everyone to wash their hair
Finding all the stuff that is ‘missing’ because it’s in the back of Daddy’s car, which is parked at the airport – Justin’s shoes, his hat, the stroller, the park cooler
End of the day – no patience, no break, many tears (from my kids)
Missing adult conversation and his general wonderful presence (no sarcasm intended… that is for real)

Confessions for coping:

30 minutes more TV a day – total 1 hour
Calling upon all friends, family for non-stop visitations
Another glass of wine
Chocolate Molten cake from Trader Joe’s… now in the oven… ready to be eaten.

Gotta go.



  1. Megan jokes with me that every night she is away is steak night for me. While that is for the most part true, I’d rather have her around. Those hours between the time she usually gets home and the kids’ bedtime seem to last for days.

    Comment by Joel — June 14, 2007 @ 11:34 am |Reply

  2. Trader Joe’s has a chocolate molten cake? Sorry I gotta go now…

    Comment by Mary Alice — June 14, 2007 @ 5:47 pm |Reply

  3. Hey, why do I have to be gone in order to have a chocolate molten cake!? And dude, I totally pick up bras & underwear from the bathroom at times as well – no singling me out on that one missy! (I’ll totally cop to all the other stuff on there though…)

    Comment by Nathan — June 14, 2007 @ 7:12 pm |Reply

  4. When do you pick up bras buddy? When? When they are laid out for the next day for me to wear… and it’s blocking your access to the toilet? I have got to know. I miss you.

    Comment by mvmommy — June 14, 2007 @ 8:05 pm |Reply

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