15 minutes until church starts. Kids and I are all dressed and ready to go. Chris is sitting in the recliner, in pajamas, twiddling away on the very laptop that I'm writing this post on. I've asked him very impatiently for the 4th time to PLEASE GET IN THE SHOWER!
Chris: You know Gayle, I know that I really love you.
Gayle: Is that because you ignore me like you ignore your mother? Cuz I know how much you love her.
Chris: Is this that bantering thing you grew up with in your house or should I be offended by that.
Gayle: This is bantering dear. It's my inherent need to lighten the mood and joke around when I really want to stab you with my car keys.
Chris: Fine, I'll go take my shower.
Gayle: Great Idea! But first, let's explore your orignal idea of how much you love me.
See, I'm all about compromise.