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Rolling into bed in the wee hours of the morning following the ten year South Glen South High School reunion, both were exhausted when the sun rose seemingly moments later, and with it, their two children.
Sam spooned his wife, his hand resting on where their third child grew.
"Josie?" he asked, not moving.
"Nrgh?" she replied, equally prone.
"Next time we get an overnight babysitter."
Quiet was out of a reach, but they did manage to remain undisturbed for another half an hour, drifting in and out of sleep.
Until they suddenly realised they could hear nothing.
"It's very quiet."
"Too quiet."
Sam kissed his wife, threw back the sheets and left the bedroom in his boxer shorts. Josie openly ogled the form of her husband before swinging her own form out of bed.
Leaving the bathroom, she headed for the kitchen. Stopping in the doorway, she covered her mouth at the sight before her as she struggled not to laugh.
For before her on the floor were their four year old and three year old happily occupied making mud cakes with dirt and rocks. Her husband, sensing her arrival, turned from his position kneeling on the floor. She couldn't hide the grin.
He responded with a wry one of his own.
Entering the room, she eased down onto the floor. Propping her back up against the cupboard, she smiled as Tennyson offered her a plate. "Eat up," he ordered. "It's good for you!"
Play eating, she thanked her eldest with a smile. Not to be outdone, Eden handed her father a plate piled high, dirt dropping off the sides.
Josie grinned as Sam balanced the concoction. "Thanks sweetheart."
Their kids now happily pottering around in their "kitchen" again, Sam turned to his wife. "Thank God they're playing in here."
Josie nodded. "Could you imagine cleaning the carpets?"
He groaned.
Just a snapshot of happy Geller life.