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Sleeping Alone
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.
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."
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 children picked me up in the terminal at the appointed time. Since the plane was late, there were hundreds of other folks waiting for their arriving passengers also.
As I entered the waiting area, my son saw me, and came running, shouting, "Hi, Dad! I've got some good news!"
As I entered the waiting area, my son saw me, and came running, shouting, "Hi, Dad! I've got some good news!"
As I waved back, I shouted loudly, "What's the good news?"
"Nobody slept with Mommy while you were away this time!" Alex shouted. The airport became very, VERY quiet!
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