Sitting at the dinner table, Gomez begins to count his blessings one by one. Uncle Fester; whom was more like a brother than an in-law. Ah! the countless adventures involving not so-well-thought-out plans (The sexy way Morticia would rest her hands on her hips when she scolded them) Wait! back to Uncle Fester! Yes, Gomez trusted this amigo with his life, his family and his finances. Scratch the finances part, Fester would be the first to fall for the "own your very own real-live dinosaur park" scam.
A loud snort from Pugsley turned Gomez's attention to his first-born. He thought about the night his son was born. The weather was perfect for calming the first-time parents' nerves: The lightning, the thunder claps, the tornado warnings. Yes, how proud he was at his son's demonstration of the inherited Addams traits by baying at the moon that very night.
Next was little Wednesday: A mini-version of his beautiful wife. Wednesday was truly Daddy's little girl. She shared Gomez's interest in knives; carving details into every inanimate object (or living one if lucky). Gomez dreaded the day she took an interest in boys, not just by tying them up or electrocuting them, but by that awful four-letter word LOVE. No boy would ever be good enough for his dark princess.
Mama, the woman who gave him life. The woman who raised him alone from time his father died. Nothing was too good for his Mama. Gomez would forever spend his last days to make sure his Mama had every luxury known to man. If not for her he would have never met his soul-mate. Thank the gods that Ophelia wasn't an only child, make that only daughter.
Which brings Morticia into Gomez's field of vision. He shivered to think of whom would be sitting around the table if he had remained a coward all those years ago. She was still gorgeous, as if time itself was too mesmerized by her beauty to steal it from her. His Morticia was also smart, poised, compassionate. The guardian of his heart and dictator of his body. He reminisced of their first night together as husband and wife; how nervous they both had been. He was so scared of cuming too quickly that he let her be on top, controlling the pace. It didn't take his young bride long to learn how to manipulate him sexually, to which he is still thanking his lucky stars today.
Gomez surveys the room again. Yep, he is indeed the luckiest man on earth.