Mommy has FOMO

Daddy daughter day is a sacred thing. It’s a day for a doting father to spend time with his wonderful daughter. A day of spoiling and laughs and doing whatever we can without the mother constantly holding them back being you know…responsible. That being said mommy has a severe case of fear of missing out. So bad that the FOMO has had her crash the last 4 to 5 daddy daughter days! But this day my friends would not crash. Let me share with you the tale of the dashing duo and the manic-depressive mommy…only manic depressive because we caused her both those moods this day.

So, every so often we allow our daughter to take random days to stay home if she is doing well in school or does something superb as a reward. Now those times I or my wonderous wife will choose to stay home with her and spend the day going out with her for a bonding experience. If it’s mother daughter time, I work while they get their nails done and go to Ross or Marshalls and spend my money, because heck my wife isn’t spending her money. It’s a joke she spends her money…but mostly mine. However, when it’s my time that’s a different story. She is apparently incapable of staying at work. Now this time was different, we were going to accept her coming along but something happened.

The baby, well 15-year-old, and I were getting ready to leave in like 20 minutes. I was already dressed and on my phone chilling on her bed while she was doing her hair a makeup. I got this text while watching a video “I’m gonna be leaving here at 1130 today” and glanced up at the time on my phone, it was 930! She has only been at work for 2 hours! Seriously? The FOMO has already set in. She can’t last 2 hours without joining our little outing. I love this woman, but she has the worst FOMO in the world. I told my daughter this and she just laughed and continued getting ready. So, when she finished, we went on to Village Inn and ate and my wife was messaging me about keeping the receipt, which I forgot to grab. We then went on to Target, our main event.

We stopped at Dunkin for coffee and my wife called me saying she left and wanted to meet up. We were not going to stop at home because we are right next to Target. I said we will go there to look at swimsuits and leave then grab the wife. So, we arrived and spent like 15-20 minutes looking at the swimsuits. Then we went around the entire store looking at everything. I mean everything. After we reached the end, 2 hours later, I get this text, “Where are you guys? It’s been forever! I’m just going to change and lay down”. I completely forgot I was supposed to leave and grab her. I was having such a great time I just left her at the house. We spent like 20 minutes alone in the toy section looking at the stuffed animals! All this time I have been holding on to the same 3 pieces we grabbed in the swimsuit section.

I can’t believe the only time we got to have our daddy daughter day is when I forgot my wife at home. I’m going to have to do that more often! Oh boy, we heard about it when we got home. She put my butt to work too, “Baby you gotta move the dresser” “Baby you gotta move the TV “Baby you gotta take the trash out”. There was a price to be paid most definitely.