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couldn’t help
but smile as she heard the sweet sounds of her husband and daughter laughing,
singing and playing. Tiptoeing down the hall, Lindsey leaned in the doorway and
watched David blow bubbles as Rachel giggled and lunged for the uncatchable
little balls of air. Bare footed, David sat on the floor next to the tub and
entertained Rachel until she finally yawned. He swooped her into a fluffy towel
and kissed the bottoms of her feet. He smiled at Lindsey as he swung around.
“Diaper?” he whispered, which sent Lindsey running to the bedroom. David
lowered Rachel to his bed, Lindsey diapered and dressed her in pajamas and
then, after shoving the bag onto the floor, they both laid down with Rachel
between them. Taking one of her parents’ hands in each of hers, Rachel closed
her eyes as Lindsey hummed a lullaby and David rubbed her tummy. Within
minutes, Rachel was asleep and David lifted her from the bed and carried her
through to her crib.
    “How long do we let them sleep?” he asked as he returned to
his wife.
    “Doesn’t matter,” Lindsey frowned. “We’re screwed no matter
what.”
    David chuckled. “Well, we can sleep or have a good time,” he
said as he wiggled his eyebrows.
    “Sleep is a good time,” Lindsey smiled.
    David undid the buttons on his jeans and shoved them down
his legs. Kicking them off, he pulled his shirt over his head and jumped on the
bed and stretched out alongside his wife. “You sure you can resist this?” he
grinned. Lindsey yawned. “You wound me!” he laughed. “But how about we take a
nap?”
    “Yes, please,” Lindsey answered. “You can impress me later.”
    *****
    “Holy shit!” David exclaimed, sending Amanda into fits of
screams and immediately waking Lindsey from sleep.
    “What?” Lindsey sat up, her eyes not able to focus properly.
“What?”
    Amanda ran around the bed to her mom and threw herself into
her protective arms.
    “Honey, it’s okay. What’s wrong? Shhh,” Lindsey soothed.
    “Dammit!” David muttered as he sat up, taking a couple of
deep breaths. “I’m sorry Mandy girl,” he offered. “You scared me, that’s all.”
    Lindsey looked at David asking the unspoken question. Amanda
was still crying into her mother’s breast.
    “I opened my eyes and she was right there!” David explained.
“Inches from my face. Scared the crap out of me…for half a second,” he added.
    Lindsey bit her lips, trying not to smile, difficult because
she found it quite amusing. “Amanda? Daddy’s sorry for scaring you. Are you
okay?” A muffled sob escaped from her daughter, but Amanda lifted her head and
nodded. “Good girl,” Lindsey smiled. She looked over at the clock. It was just
past eleven. She closed her eyes and yawned and wondered if she could just go
back to sleep…just for a few more minutes. Her eyes felt full of grit and her
eyelids refused to stay open but then she heard Rachel yelling. “I guess
naptime is over,” she sighed. “Do you want to get into bed with Daddy?” she asked
Amanda.
    “I’m hungry and I’m thirsty.”
    “Let’s get you something to eat then,” Lindsey said,
swinging her legs off the bed and stretching as her daughter skipped from the
room.
    “Sorry,” David frowned. “She scared the shit out of me
though.”
    Lindsey laughed and left to get the baby. Returning a few
seconds later, she handed Rachel off to him and headed after her other
daughter. 
    In the kitchen, Amanda had climbed up onto one of the stools
at the counter and was impatiently waiting for her mother. “Milk, please,” she
commanded.
    The refrigerator was not stocked. “No milk, honey. Juice?”
Lindsey asked.
    “I want milk!” Amanda wailed.
    “How about…”
    “Milk!”
    Lindsey watched the meltdown rapidly approaching. Obviously,
no one had had enough sleep yet. “Milkshake?”
    Amanda’s eyes opened wide. “Chocolate?” she asked.
    Lindsey smiled. “Chocolate it is.”
    Ice cream, ice, chocolate syrup and some canned