The door to the house opens and an exhausted looking Sam enters. You glance up at your husband and smile, holding the little sleeping form of your 10 month old baby, Tommy. "Hi, honey," Sam says, coming over and collapsing onto the couch. He smiles at the sleeping baby on your chest. Sam gently puts his finger in Tommy's little hand, smiling exhaustedly. "Hi, Tom-Tom," he murmurs. He kisses your cheek. "How was your day, honey?"