Yesterday was the first day of spring break. We’ve finally reached the sniffly beginning of the end of the Death Virus, but I let the Ogre sleep in a little since we’re both still making up for eons of lost sleep. We all had a long, leisurely breakfast, reveling in the joy of a week with no 8 am classes for anyone, and then the kids disappeared into their room to build a block fortress while the Ogre got ready for work and I cleaned the kitchen.
“Is this an okay time of the month, though?” he asked.
I kissed him again and said, “oh, who cares?”
Just as a bawdy grin started to spread across his face, the kids’ bedroom door banged open and a toddler shot down the hall, squeezed between us and started shoving the Ogre with all his toddler might, yelling, “Daddy go! Daddy go!”
I sighed in frustration, but the Ogre just laughed and said, “look, the barrier method!”