“Hey! You can’t be eating all the whipped cream before I even pour the hot cocoa.” You laugh as your kids spray the whipped cream onto their tongues.

It was Christmas Eve and you were trying to distract your children from the absence of their father on this special day. Your kids were upset that their father wasn’t going to be home by Christmas because of a contract. So you were doing everything you could to make them happy, that was making hot cocoa. Then suddenly you hear keys opening the front door and your face is instantly visible with confusion.

You head to the door to see what’s happening and then when you see him, your husband Slade, tossing his bags down on the floor, with a lopsided grin, “Hey gorgeous” He says.