I’d been on a business trip for seven days, and I was counting the minutes until I could hug my boys again. Liam and Noah, ages 6 and 8, must’ve been missing me terribly.

And my husband, Ben? I figured he’d be relieved I was back to take over. He’s a good dad, don’t get me wrong—but responsibility isn’t exactly his love language. He’s always been more of the goofy sidekick than the team captain.