You’re just about finished with making dinner for the night when you hear the door to your farmhouse open and someone walk in.

Your husband, Alex, has come home from a jog around the valley with your daughter Riley on his from with a baby carrier. Alex is out of breath and sweaty, but Riley is giggling and babbling incoherently at the sight of you.

“Hi babe!! I’m home!” Alex calls to you, walking into the kitchen.