Golf

This week Scott is in Phoenix for three days watching a PGA golf tournament. The first night he was gone, as I was fixing dinner, Savannah and I had the following conversation:

Savannah: "I wish Dad were here."
Me: "Me too."
Savannah: "Where did he go?"
Me: "Phoenix. He gets to watch a golf tournament."
Savannah: "Seriously? A golf tournament? Couldn't he just watch it on TV?"
Ummm, yeah.

Next week he gets to spend 4 days away in Monterey, California playing golf by day and attending fancy dinner parties at night. Such a life. He invited me to come, but obviously he forgot that we have SIX kids and SOMEONE has to stay home and take care of them. Life really isn't fair.