His visits are rare, but the kids love him. No, I'm not talking about Santa Claus, I'm talking about chefs. This Santa Claus Effect is running rampant in my house. Erik has been traveling all year, with this summer being the most of it. He's been in Japan for 5 days and he has another 5 to go. He'll come home with presents for kids and their hearts will melt for their daddy. Meanwhile in the real world I'm buried in laundry, punching my time card teaching first grade, and running this circus all on my own. My son actually told me today that Daddy does more work. Ouch. Maverik, my five year old, said "Well, sometimes you watch tv". Ah! Of course Erik watches TV too, but it's at 2 am so the kids don't see.
I shouldn't be surprised. After all, no one thanks the elves on Christmas morning.
Food is Love,
what a great perspective post..
Oh my gosh, thank you for writing. My husband opened his own place three weeks before my youngest daughter was born. She is 4 months old and I feel like I can't relate to my girlfriends (who are also moms) about the loss of my husband (ghost ship in the night is a good term!) who is trying to run his business. This is so. Hard. Reading your blog helps because at least I'm not the only one going through this. Thank you.
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