Excusable

It has been an oddly long day today, and I have one of my usual headaches. The girls wanted to write in their new journals, so I set them up at the table with their books and crayons, then I went to the couch and positioned myself to where I could see them fairly well.

Randy came out of the shower and sat down next to my legs, and I began telling him that Kaley said he was a good crayon sharpener. Chuckling, he laid his head down on my chest and hugged me.

Kaley: "Why is Daddy laying on Mommy?"

Keira: "It's OK, because he is a husband."

Kaley: "Oh."