Returning Home From A Trip
Several years ago, I returned home from a trip just when a storm hit, with crashing thunder and severe lightning. As I came into my bedroom about 2 a.m., I found my two children in bed with my wife, apparently scared by the loud storm. I resigned myself to sleep in the guest bedroom that night.
The next day, I talked to the children, and explained that it was OK to sleep with Mom when the storm was bad, but when I was expected home, please don’t sleep with Mom that night. They said OK.
After my next trip several weeks later, my wife and the kids picked me up in the terminal. Since the plane was late, everyone had come into the terminal to wait for my plane’s arrival, along with hundreds of other folks waiting for their arriving passengers. As I entered the waiting, area, my son saw me, and came running shouting, “Hi, Dad! I’ve got good news!”
I waved back and said excitedly, “What’s the good news?”
“Nobody slept with Mommy while you were away this time!” Alex shouted through the crowd.
So you want to marry my daughter, huh? You should know, I’ve had a hard time keeping that girl in clothes.
Yes, sir, she’s that same way with me.