There I was in the gym this morning, saddled on some electrical gazelle and tuned into the mini-TV in front of me -- a mini-TV that was playing the "Gilmore Girls" (the episode when Rory kisses Dean for the first time!) -- and all I could think about was my daughter I had dropped off in the gym's day care, all alone with a stack of toys and strangers to watch over her. And then I remembered I had an entire hour to do whatever the hell I wanted, and so I forgot about her and turned up the volume on the TV.
It was the perfect morning.
Then about ten minutes later, a daycare worker came to find me. "She won't stop crying," the woman said. "She keeps screaming "daddy! daddy!""
It was payback, some kind of kiddie karma for being so damned happy about such a little break. This separation anxiety is hard on us both.
Thankfully, there's a drink that can help -- me, at least. The Separation Anxiety -- the perfect Friday night cure to all your toddler's demanding neediness.
Take:
Half pint hard apple cider in a pint glass.
Slowly pour Guinness over a spoon into glass, so the liquids remain separated.
Drink as quickly as possible. Repeat.
