*Ten years later*
I'm sitting on this bench, watching my husband, Michael, our daughter, Felecity Addison, and our son, Landon Troy, play on the playground. They see me watching them and come running towards me, I spring up, running away. Landon ends up tackling me. Felecity and Landon hold me down while Michael tickles me. "St..sto...stop mi..Mich..Micheal" I manage to choke out. "Say that I am the sexiest man alive and you'll only ever love me." He demands. "Fi..fine..you..are..the sexiest...m..man..al...alive...and I'll only...ev..ever..love..you" I say. He gets off me, as I gasp for breath. Once I've caught my breath, I hit him upside the head. "Owwww, what was that for?" He whines while he rubs his head. "That's what you get for being a jerk." Our children just laugh while he pouts. I can't believe we've come this far. Even though I had that dream, I talked to him about it and he said he would never do that. I remember I added the part about if he was a demon. He started doing his fake/worried laugh. He finally admitted that he was a demon, but he would never do that. It turns out that I'm married to a demon and my kids are part demon. Always expect the unexpected.
