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Sleeping with Mommy
By Unknown Author
For those of you who travel, remember that "kids say the darndest things" at the most inopportune times. 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 2a.m., I found my two children in bed with my wife, Karey, 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 O.K. to sleep with Mommy when a storm was bad, but when I was expected home, please don't sleep with Mommy that night. They said OK. After my next trip several weeks later, Karey and the children picked me up in the airport terminal at the appointed time. 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 5 year old son saw me, and began shouting, "Hi, Daddy! I've got some good news!" As I waved back, I said loudly, "What's the good news, son?" He replied very loudly, "Nobody slept with Mommy while you were away this time!" Everyone in the terminal looked at me, then my wife, who'd turned 59 shades of red in the span of 10 seconds. I laughed so hard I ached.
By Unknown Author
For those of you who travel, remember that "kids say the darndest things" at the most inopportune times. 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 2a.m., I found my two children in bed with my wife, Karey, 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 O.K. to sleep with Mommy when a storm was bad, but when I was expected home, please don't sleep with Mommy that night. They said OK. After my next trip several weeks later, Karey and the children picked me up in the airport terminal at the appointed time. 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 5 year old son saw me, and began shouting, "Hi, Daddy! I've got some good news!" As I waved back, I said loudly, "What's the good news, son?" He replied very loudly, "Nobody slept with Mommy while you were away this time!" Everyone in the terminal looked at me, then my wife, who'd turned 59 shades of red in the span of 10 seconds. I laughed so hard I ached.