This is "the everyday boring stuff" involved in being a family. Short shorts, one shots, maybe two or three shot- all characters. It's my Drabble folder. All emotions.

Pre, during and post series. Thoughts, actions and extended scenes. Told in different voices and styles.

Please read and review. Reviews make my day.

I hope you enjoy it. I am working on updating Musings, Henry's Journal and I want to write a suspense fic. I just need time. Tutoring kids is a busy business right now.

Have a great night !

Brenda ~

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Present Day

"Read it and weep babe. Wordle in 3". Henry pumped his left arm like he had just won the super bowl and then he leaned over her chair and kissed his wife soundly on the forehead. "I win!"

President Elizabeth McCord glared over the top of her reading glasses. Damnit! This was the third day in a row and she was already screwed. Yesterday she had to wear his favourite blouse, today she was giving up her morning muffin and now she had to bathe the dog on Saturday.

"I have a higher IQ than you do Professor." She pouted. "Double of nothing ".

Henry smiled and went to ruffle her hair, but he thought better of that, even though she hadn't put it up into her usual chignon. He knew she had only a few minutes to relax today and he wanted her to give in and wear her hair down. He decided to give in a little "Your IQ my dear wife, is only 3 points higher than mine. You look so beautiful with your hair down. Wear it like that the rest of the week and you can have all the morning muffins you want and we can wash the dog together."

She stood and and put her phone out in front of her. "It's a deal. Take it away. I have to go deal with world issues now. I can't challenge you anymore. You'll have me scrubbing the Truman balcony with a toothbrush." He took her phone, dropped it on the table beside the chair and took her in his arms. He kissed her lightly on her lips this time and then he lifted his hand to caress her soft pink cheek

"It's a word game honey. It's adorable that you get so puffed up about it. And you would look amazing scrubbing the Truman balcony in those cutoffs you had in college. I miss those. You have an amazing ass". With that pronouncement he cupped hers and gave a small squeeze.

Her mouth fell open and she laughed. "McCord I haven't worn Daisy Dukes since 1991! I am too old and if anyone saw I would be the laughingstock of the universe."

He grinned. "31 years is a long time to deprive me of the vision of you in my old Levi's cut to make short shorts for you. I can reassure you that everyone on the planet would be blown away by your gorgeous body and those legs. You will never be too old for me my love. I have another pair of old Levi's. Let's do that this weekend shall we?"

She chortled and shook her head. "Tell you what. I have a 20 minute break at 10:40 am today. How about I meet you up here for another round of wordle?"

He smiled at her "babe we can only play that once a day. But I like it. Deal. "

She winked at him and growled lightly. He felt his body go into some kind of shock. He watched as she went Into the bedroom to grab her brush. He wondered if he could text Blake on her phone and put off the morning briefing by a few minutes.

It was like she was in his head because she answered his thought. "I Wish but it's Chen today. Hold on to that thought until 10:30 FGOTUS - hey maybe that will be tomorrow's word!"

He groaned. She was adorable. "Babe that has six letters. "

She groaned.

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