It's a lazy Saturday morning. My eyes slide open just the tiniest bit and see the bright morning sun filtering in through the slats in the blind. Ah...morning. Oooh...better yet....no kids are in bed with us for once. I slide my foot over and rub my hubby's leg. Already it is a beautiful day. Hubby rolls over and and has a sly grin. He throws his arm over me and pulls me close for a lingering kiss. "Good Moooorning..." he says suggestively. I sigh, basking in the wonderful morning we are having...alone...then giggle flirtatiously and snuggle tighter.
Then I feel it. The tell tale shaking of the bed....and no, we're not doing it.
It's a child. Coming to get us. Suddenly, a Dora pantied bottom plops down on our HEADS. "Hey! That's my spot. Make room!" Red says as she shimmies her way in between our bodies. So much for romance.
"Let's watch Dora! Isn't that a great idea?" Red suggests.
"I had a better idea, " I mumble under my breath. Our plans foiled yet again.
I should just appreciate it. She's the best birth control we got.
I've missed you, dear Diary.
7 hours ago