Ever notice how a 4 year olds voice is louder than 200 adult
voices?

Several years ago, I returned home from a trip just
when a storm hit, with crashing thunder and severe lightning.
As I came into my bedroom about 2 a.m., I found my two
children in bed with my wife, Karen, apparently scared by the
loud storm. I resigned myself to sleeping in the guest
bedroom that night.

The next day, I talked to the children, and explained that it
was o.k. to sleep with Mom when the storm was bad, but when
I was expected home, please don't sleep with Mom that night.
They said o.k..

After my next trip several weeks later, Karen and the children
picked me up in the terminal at the appointed time. Since the
plane was late, everyone had come into the terminal to wait
for my plane's arrival, along with hundreds of other folks
waiting for their arriving passengers.

As I entered the waiting area, my son saw me, and came
running shouting, "Hi, Dad! I've got some good news!"

As I waved back, I said loudly, "What is the good news?"

"The good news is that nobody slept with Mommy while you
were away this time!" Alex shouted.

The airport became very quiet, as everyone in the waiting area
looked at Alex, then turned to me, and then searched the rest
of the area to see if they could figure out exactly who his Mom
was.