By Aaron Traister, REDBOOK
Last week was a rough week for my oldest kid. It's been raining, so he hasn't gone outside; he started his first day of five-day pre-K; then 48 hours after starting his highly-anticipated school year, he was diagnosed with chickenpox. To top it all off, he walked in on Karel and me having sex.
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When I realized he had interrupted us, I leapt off his mother like I was a bizarro reverse Greg Louganis and shouted, "Mommy and Daddy are just wrestling!" Cliché, I know, but way more effective than Karel's offering, which was: "Daddy is scratching Mommy's belly!" In what universe did it look like I was scratching her belly? Luckily, I think the wrestling explanation stuck, but it's obvious he knows Mommy and Daddy are acting a little strange and that there is more to the story.
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