It is not easy for me to write this in a month where my husband will be on business trips for a total of three weeks. I'm very put out about it. Am I glad to be married? That my husband is alive? That he is employed? That I don't have to work? Would it be worse to be a single mom or in the military? Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes and a resounding yes. But still--it sucks. To those of you whose husbands work at home or are home by 5pm, I bear you no malice. In fact, I'm happy for you. But--it must be said--you're sissies.
What I like about my husband is that he bought a WaterPik [in between trips] that came with six different specific heads. He thoughtfully chose a head for each family member--periodontal pockets for me, braces scrubber for Sam, classic for Maggie, toothbrusher for Ben--and wrote their names on it in permanent marker. You can't be a too much of a deadbeat dad if you know the brushing weaknesses of everyone in your family. I give credit where credit is due. I guess WaterPik spouts are my love language.