So, Husband and I are discussing our schedules over dinner:
Me: You’re around next Friday, right?
Husband: Yup, I’m back from Detroit on Thursday night.
Me: Excellent. Keswick Claire is having a knitty-type get together.
Husband: Sounds like fun. You’re allowed to go.
Me: Oh, I’m allowed, am I?
Husband: Of course. It’s not like I chain you to the kitchen – barefoot and pregnant – scrubbing the floors.
Me: Have you seen our floors?
Husband: Yeah, the only true part is the barefoot bit.
Me: I do, however, give excellent head.
Husband: nods enthusiastically
At this point Behbeh (who’s now 19 months, for those keeping track) begins to pat his noggin with both hands.
Me: That’s right, Gabe. Head. What a smart boy. Head and shoulders, knees and toes!