Sinbad Is Not My Daddy

So I was laughing at Sinbad, so what?

If you were sorting through Christmas photos, you’d want some background noise, too. Comedy Central seemed like a safe bet. Sinbad was on with his new HBO standup, and it was genuinely funny, if a little close to home.

Especially the bit about his son trying to foist the grandkids on him. Hilarious, except ouch.

If I make one completely reasonable assumption — Sinbad as the arbiter of parental behavior — then the winter and spring travel that I am anticipating so much is in deep trouble.  I’m okay for the trips we’re taking with the kids (Orlando, Costa Rica), and I think I’m in good shape for the business trips (to some of my favorite cities like Chicago, Asheville, and Raleigh), but that junket that I was hoping the wife could join me for (New Orleans) and the big getaway (Sonoma) look suspect.  I hope my parents don’t get the Comedy Channel.

Do you ever worry that you are asking too much of the grandparents? (And yes, mom, I know you are reading this, and, no, I don’t think you would even hesitate to take the kids, but this Sinbad guy is under my skin, and, no, he is not a pirate.)

Is it even legit to ask the parents to take the kids while you do a little marriage maintenance?  And, if not, is an adult overnight out of the question?

Travel (with and without our kids) has always been a priority for my wife and me. We will put taking a trip ahead of a new sofa, clothes other than Kirkland brand, or custom flames for the minivan every time. But our ability to travel is premised on grandparents that are willing and able to keep the kids.

I wonder what kind of compromises we would choose to make if that wasn’t an option. Overnight babysitters? Well-compensated friends? Kennels? How do you do it? Should I cancel my trips because Sinbad said so?