"Mom, when is Dad coming home?" Kristy asked as she zoomed by me on the way to the garage.

Wow, she seemed to be busy today, she was holding a load of laundry when passing by and all I saw was a blur as she ran by. I continued to dust the living room TV without answering her as I knew she wouldn't hear me.

"Mom! When is Dad going to be home?" I heard her yell from the garage.

Ok, she was destined to drive me insane today. Ever since the weekend Gina spent the night, my daughter seemed a little different, more energetic and willing to help around...