Love Means Braving Mosquitoes

Today was a come-home-to-"Please take the kids!" day. Because this is mosquito season, my normal reaction to this request would be rolling my eyes, sighing loudly, pouting pathetically, or anything else I could do to avoid doing it. But, I could tell it was a hard day for my wife, including a broken towel rack from our son pretending he was an orangutan. I decided that I loved my wife more than I hated mosquitoes, and we went out to play. Only 5 bites on my leg to show for it. Not too bad a price to pay for a happy wife.