You're already dressed up for work. You grab your bag, car keys and head towards the front door.

"Alright dear, I'm out" you waved at them. "Love you."

Then, your son ran towards you, hugging your leg and begging you to not go. You pinched his cheeks and told him that you'll come back before dinner.

You then suddenly heard footsteps, your husband was approaching you. You think that he was going to pick up the baby. But instead, he collapsed and hugged your other leg.

"Don't go!" he whined.