Whenever Cody is on a business trip, I like to imagine the following pretend (though totally based on fact) conversation in my mind.
Becky- So, how was your flight?
Cody- pretty good...the only seat available was first class, but there was no American Way magazine in my seat pocket. Thankfully, the flight attendant was able to bring a copy to me after she finished handing out the champagne.
Becky- thank goodness! You know how I enjoy reading. In fact, I was glancing over an interesting article on the back page of the newspaper today, that is, until Nate spilled his milk on it and it became illegible...wait, what is that I hear in the background?
Cody- that's the butler. I've arrived at the 5 star beach side hotel they put me up in. Hold on...I need to tip him
Becky- ok. [kids- quit wrestling so hard on the floor, you're about to kick Lucas in the...(WAHHHHHHHHH...baby cries) face.]
Cody- I can't talk long. I have to meet some people at the gourmet restaurant in a few minutes.
Becky- we already ate dinner. I had a couple of fish sticks while trying to feed Lucas his cereal. He sneezed a large mouthful into my face.
Cody- you should see the complimentary terry cloth robe and slippers in my hotel room. I think they are the softest I have ever felt...
Becky- sorry- I couldn't hear you. The kids are banging on pots and pans and marching around the room, just a minute...[kids- I am on the phone with daddy, please keep it down...]
I think I might take them to the library tomorrow.
Cody- I wish I could drive around a little and check out the scenery, but I didn't rent a car this time. The hotel staff picked me up in a Hummer. When we arrived at the hotel, they handed me a custom flavored popsicle- it was sooo good. It was either watermelon or grapefruit, I am not sure...
Becky- did you say watermelon? That reminds me, I've got to take these three with me to the grocery store tomorrow. That will be an adventure!
Cody- tomorrow I'll meet with the developer, then take it easy at the airport- probably read or surf the web until my flight.
and I could go on! It may seem like I am complaining, or jealous (ok, I am a little jealous). But the truth is, I love being home with the kids. I told my mother-in-law today that I realize I could have been an engineer (scratch that, I totally stink at math), a business woman jetting here and there. And I could have decided to have a fabulous career instead of a family. But, I decided to be a stay-at-home mom. Unfortunately, moms don't get business trips. But, they get grubby little kisses, giggles, big smiles, and the boundless energy of children reverberating off the walls. It's like a non-stop circus. Everybody loves a circus.