My poor husband has pulled a muscle in his back while working yesterday. I wish he was not at work right now. I took care of him and gave him breakfast and all, but I wish he could just come home and let me love him all better. We could go to sleep and shut out the outdoor world while our children eat their cereal and watch cartoons. We could hear their laughter in our dreams while I sleep with New Guy's brass turtle in the pocket of my pajamas.