My first introduction to the “mommy crush” was years back. D and I were at the height of the “Ab-Fab” years and a client invited us over for an afternoon at his home, complete with children and a pool. Although I was less than excited to meet a couple of “real life children” the pool idea was pretty enticing. We grabbed another hipster couple and headed out to suburban paradise.

Our client’s wife was about as sweet as you could ever imagine. She talked about her kids endlessly as me and my hipster bud nodded in politeness. She told us of PTA drama and the inner conflict of letting your kids pick out their own outfits, none of which registered in our hung over brains. The one story that did stick was that of her “mommy crush”. Apparently she had it pretty hard and heavy for our local weather man. A guy who I had always determined to be about as big of a dork as humanly possible, yet I could see where she was coming from. A girl has to have her dreams, and the weatherman is so accessible. There he was in her living room every night with promises of sunshine.

I got to thinking about this after the mention of Dan Zanes last week. I think I have a little “mommy crush” on ol’ Dan. Maybe it’s the wild hair. Whenever the kids are in the midst of their mid-afternoon melt downs, in steps Dan in CD form, and suddenly everything is all happy like. Em will almost immediately stop crying and begin to dance around the house. Plus, he looks like someone I would have dated in high school, that is, if I dated 40 year old men in high school (which I did only once) (just kidding).

I have other “mommy type” boyfriends. Men who help me get the kids back into a happy state of mind whenever D isn’t around. Jack White is one. I can’t even begin to say how much love I have for him and just about everything he has ever done musically, not to mention, he has the best mug shot I have even seen ( waaaay better than that guy from Creed). The White Stripes are one of the only bands around that make it worth hitting the “buy the CD” button on i-Tunes. Every song sounds completely different from the one before and best of all, At-man LOVES them. And have you heard any tracks off the Raconteurs CD yet? It kicks much ass. Plus, he’s all pale and mysterious. I think he needs a mommy to look after him. “Jack, did you remember to eat your muffin and wash up like a good boy? I’m so proud of you and your little music thing, GOOD JOB!” Plus, he’s a dad, which I happen to think is pretty hot.

Finally, no mommy crush post would be complete without props to Elmo. He’s not quite as pretty as Jack White, but without him nothing in my house would ever be accomplished. Sure he’s short…and has the mentality of a 5 year old, but he knows how to step up to the plate and entertain when ever I need to get dinner on the table. What a man!

D though I could never get Dan Zanes, Jack White and Elmo in the same sentence, but…I just did! I love them all. I know mother’s day is right around the corner, but this year I think we as moms should all take a minute and say a special thanks to the men who help us make it through the day without the benefit of a beer. Thanks guys!