Perfect Little Family

Our house was small, but it fit us all comfortably so we didn't mind. I was in the kitchen cleaning as I did every night after dinner. The two little boys were playing video games. My husband walked up behind me while I was doing dishes. I kept cleaning as he talked to me.

"How are we gonna get them off that thing huh? They're on it way too often." He ask as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I looked up and gave him one of those looks.

"And you're at work way too often. Maybe if you offered to play with them, they mind get off of it and spend time with you instead?" I winked at him and nudged him with my hip towards the kids.

"Alright, alright, I'm goin'. " He winked back and kissed my forehead before we turned around. He sat next to the youngest on the couch and looked at me as if to ask if that's what he should do. I shook my head, smiled, and continued doing dishes.

"Hey boys how was school?" He waited and there was no answer. Their eyes were still glued to the television and they were completely zoned out. I giggled and my husband playfully glared at me. I looked up and shrugged my shoulders. He raised his eyebrows as if to tell me "Its on. I got this." I put the plate down as he stood up and turned off the boys' game.

"Alright! No more video games for tonight." The boys whined at their fathers comment. I laughed and made eye contact with him again.

"Hey, there's no whining in this house!" Their father teased then ran towards them. He tackled them playfully to the ground and started to tickle them. I set my dishes down to watch for a moment. They rolled around on the floor laughing and tackling eachother. Their laughs were loud and full of pure joy.

"Wait! Mommy's part of the family too. She needs to play with us." I giggled and went over to them. I held the youngest in my lap and our oldest boy was with his father. We laughed and played till I said it was time to go to bed.

"Awe mom we are having so much fun! Ten more minutes?" One of the boys argued. His bottom lip slipped out as he tried to convince me with his best "puppy dog" face.

"Yeah baby, ten more minutes?" He mimicked in our sons voice and stuck out his bottom lip as well. I giggled at their attempts, but told them no.

I sent the boys to get into their pajamas and stood up off the floor. I started to walk back towards the kitchen but my husband grabbed my hand. He whipped my around and pulled me close to him.

"Guess what." He said.

"Baby I don't have time for this, I have to clean the kitchen."

"Just guess!" He said again. I rolled my eyes at him and smiled.

"What?"

" I think we can steal you away for ten more minutes, don't you think?" He tickled me then picked me up over his shoulder. I told him to put me down but he kept running towards the boys' room.

"Boys! I have mom! She said we can have ten more minutes!"
"I did not!" I arugued. He laughed at me and threw me down softly onto the little boys bed. Our two boys cheered and they all tackled me again, laughing as they did so.