NaNaNa Boo Boo!!!

I suppose for all of time, men and women have debated who has it worse. Especially in the case of "Go to Work Dads" and "Stay at Home Moms". Obviously, there are special challenges for each. But as far as my own personal drama of life goes, the debate has been settled once and for all. Rick and I have had the argument, probably like every other couple that ever lived. "You just don't understand how hard I have it. I'd like to see you try it for just one day." Tuesday, it finally hit me, that I just can't have this argument anymore. Rick has won. It's official, my job is easier, and far more enjoyable than his. When I woke up Tuesday, I went straight from the coffee pot, to the couch, where I spent an hour cuddling with sleepy little boys, clad only in diapers and whitey tighteys. We watched Curious George (who I love btw) and by the time Elmo's World kicked in, we were eating oatmeal in our pajamas. In fact we all stayed in our pajamas till about 10:30. Then we did some chores, and got ready to go swimming after lunch. We played in Maw Maw's pool till we were pooped, then we all had an ice cream cone, headed home and piled up in Mommy's bed for a nap. We snoozed the rest of the afternoon. After supper Daddy and the boys "wrestled" while I did the dishes. I bathed the boys, laid them down and realized that this was not an exceptional day, all of my days are this enjoyable and fun (when I let them be).No, there couldn't possibly be a better job in the world than this. I spend my days watching cartoons and playing, maybe with a little housework thrown in here and there (but trust me it's very little;o) I guess I'm fortunate though, because I'm one of those lucky individuals who never really grew up. I get just as excited over finger painting and play dough as my boys do. And I've participated in my fair share of pirate battles (which strangely enough often involve Batman). This is not a job, this is a blast! I hope I never have to grow up. So, my hat's off to you Rick, and all the rest of you who must go out everyday and be grown ups! I'm tempted to to stick my thumbs in my ears and yell at you "NaNaNaBooBoo", but I'll try to be a little more mature than that.


P.S. I get to enjoy this lifestyle because Rick and I decided a long time ago, that our children having their mother as their full time caregiver, was far more important than "stuff". However we also did not intend to make up for my staying at home by Rick working 80 hours a week. So these are the steps we took to achieving our ideal: drive used cars, shop thrift stores, purchase modest older home and pretend to be vegetarians 2-3 nights a week. FYI my hippie vegetarian name is MoonBeam and Rick is Starburst.