This weekend Mommy went camping with Nicky and the Tiger Cubs. Yes…I said Mommy (my wife) went and not Daddy. A month or so ago at a Tiger Cub den meeting, the Pack Leaders were signing up participants for the camping

Real Moms Go Camping when Real Dads Cannot (she still wore her earrings)

Real Moms Go Camping when Real Dads Cannot (she still wore her earrings)

adventure and I purposely did not sign-up. My reasoning was two-fold: first, I had to work and would not be able to switch with someone else and second, I have sleep apnea and would not have anywhere to plug-in the super sexy CPAP machine I wear to be each night. After the den meeting, the pack held a Halloween Trunk or Treat extravaganza in the parking lot. Needless to say, my wife over hears people talking about the camping trip and eagerly signs-up my son and me. A few minutes later she tells me how excited my son is to go camping and I break the news to her about working and reminded her that I have a sleep disorder and I wear a mask, not only for the sex appeal but also to protect myself from dying. What is a good mommy to do?…..go camping with her son!

For the last month my wife has dreaded this weekend. I was constantly reminded of how much of an ass I am and how wonderful she is for subjecting herself to such misery in the great outdoors of northwestern New Jersey. What am I to say because it is true? So Friday night she packs all of the stuff together and early Saturday morning they head out; Jordan was with my mother and Corey with her father and I worked.

Nicky had a great time. They went on a long hike, fishing (he didn’t like that so much because he said it was boring), sat by a camp fire, told ghost stories and just had lots of fun. Mommy called me late last night telling how she and the only other mother on the trip were trying to talk the boys into leaving last night but the kids weren’t buying it. Mommy was stuck to endure the night in a cabin with an outhouse to support her toilet needs…hahahaha.

She took the opportunity to leave at the first sign of day light. She couldn’t wait and I don’t blame her one bit. It took a lot for my wife to do this and I have to give her a ton of credit. She is not an outdoor kinda woman and hates the cold

Real Sons Try Fishing

Real Sons Try Fishing

but she did it for our son. This is more then I can say because even if I didn’t have to work or have sleep apnea, I would not have signed-up for this.

I would like to say that I just have it like that and send my wife on camping trips in my place but the truth is this:

I have a job that requires too much of my time, I am a fat shit and suffer from sleep apnea and she is not as selfish as I am.

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