I … received a few hugs and dutiful pecks on the cheek at bedtime, even a couple of ‘thank-yous’ thrown in for good measure. But I’d truly love for someone to explain why the father of my children can simply walk into the house, put down his briefcase, grunt ‘Hi kids – howyadoing,’ and all four offspring nearly hyperventilate trying to be the first to get close to him. They are crazy about this man, and all he has to do is walk into a room and breathe.
