This past weekend my wife decided to spend the night near
her hometown with one of her childhood friends. Gulp… That means a weekend alone with the kids! As it turns out my
daughters were both out of the house and my 11-year-old was with his Dad
leaving Evan and I to run the house.
Saturday started, as any big “Guys Weekend” should, waiting
for a new washer to be delivered! As it turns out the discharge hose was not
long enough (not the first time I have heard that) so we had to go to Wal*Mart
to get an extension.
After cooking a manly dinner of steak, fresh picked green
beans, and potato salad we took to the links… mini-golf that is. I ran into a
friend of mine that I have not seen in a long time who told Evan to, “Kick your
Dad’s butt!” Evan laughed and said “ok.”
He then proceeded to get a hole in one on the very first
hole of his mini golf career. Of course being the proud Dad that I am I picked
him up and started acting like he just won The
Masters. I began professing that he was going to be the next Tiger Woods,
minus all the adultery.
His next shot almost landed in the parking lot and he never
again got close to a hole in one. It was awesome though. He had a great time. I
had a great time. The ice cream afterwards was great. Then came the trip to
Redbox for Rango and bed time.
This is where I began to realize just how lucky I am to have
an amazing wife by my side. A full day of no one to help with a kid, no matter
how good the day is, is exhausting. There is no one to turn to for help with answering
the 500th question in a row. There is no one to just allow your
brain to relax long enough for you to go to the bathroom in peace.
I allowed Evan to stay up until well past 10pm when he said
he was ready to go to sleep. Finally some peace and quiet after a day of being
asked more questions than Alex Trebek. The only problem was that there was no
one in bed next to me.
I have become a huge wimp. I cannot sleep the night through
without my wife next to me. There is something about feeling her body next to
mine in bed that makes me relaxed. It is cliché I guess but that is what makes
home feel like home to me.
So Sunday morning came and it was off the barber shop for a
man’s hair cut! We stopped at the grocery store again because I forgot
something (typical) and went back home for some backyard swimming! It was
another long day of why this and why that until finally, Mommy’s home!
There is nothing like the relief of having your partner walk
through the door and throwing your kid at them. I love my son, I love all my
kids, but when my wife is away the house never runs the same. My brain grows
tired, my eyes tend to cross, and my heart grows a little heavy.
All in all, boy’s day was a success. We golfed, went to the
barber, watched movies, swam in the pool, and spent a lot of quality time just
hanging out and farting. Seriously women that is a big thing for us guys!
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