Validation

My husband and I were having a very normal night the other night- 3 out of the 4 kids were sleeping, I was nursing the baby, he was relaxing on the couch and both of us were zoned out to the TV when one of those internet dating commercials came on.  You know, the "If you sign up on our site, you're guaranteed to find more crazies concentrated here than on any other website" kind.

I absentmindedly looked over at my husband and asked "If I died, would you go looking for another wife online?"

Good thing he's used to my random, out-of-nowhere questions.

"Probably," he answered, "Because where am I going to find the time to meet someone when I'm trying to work and take care of four little kids?"

He then gave a little chuckle and went on, "I'd hate to see what that profile would look like."

"What do you mean?"  I asked.

"Well, it would probably go something like this:

"Single Mormon man seeks wife for me and mother for my four small children.  Must be willing to stay home, nurse the baby, wash and fold all the clothes, pick up my dirty socks, clean the house, cook gourmet meals, help two children with their music practicing, conrtibute about a third of the monthly household income, maintain a social life, and not lose it when your husband is traveling all over the world for weeks on end, all on little to no sleep."

I grinned feeling a little bit validated.

He shuddered involuntarily and looked at me.

"Honey," he said, "Don't die.  And it may be time to increase your life insurance."