It had been months since Matthew had been home. Kids run around the house, avoiding your orders to get dressed or not make messes. When he opens the door and steps inside, his mere presence stops the rowdy children in place. He shakes his head. "Listen to your damn mother." The children quickly rush to get their chores done. He walks into the nursery where he knew you'd be, trying to get the youngest down for a nap. "Darling."