Regressing

Hey y'all -

Let's say, for fun, that you're married to a brilliant just-turned-40 year-old man. It's a snow day, and you realize you haven't seen your husband in a few hours. He's working on some important project, you figure. Perhaps cleaning the garage. Walking the dog. Organizing the recycling, maybe? Definitely doing something that improves the family's quality of life or appearance of the household.

Nope.

Spoiler alert:

He's digging a by-God snow cave in the backyard.

Why, you ask? Um...because we needed an instant egress from our hot tub to the swing? Because inside that furry chest beats the heart of an elementary schooler on a snow day? Because he can?

D) All of the above.

Love,
Mom