It was a day like any other day. Sunday. And Tim and I are smack bang in the middle of (possible) ovulation.

That there my friends, should give you enough warning. Too much information…coming your way.

Still with me? You sick freak!

We’ve never done this. Well. I lie. The first time we did this…we got busted. By Tim’s parents. They may not have known it at the time, though I suspect that my bright red embarrassed face might have given it away. And if they really didn’t know, they do now.

I am of course talking about DAY TIME sex.

Jaxon’s not well. So he was happy as Larry watching kids TV and snuggled on the couch with his ducky. He hadn’t moved for at least half an hour…so we thought perhaps we were safe.

We were wrong. Very VERY wrong.

The deed was done. But the act was not over. There was still the obligatory “hug” at the end. Where no one has moved and everything is still in position. If you get my drift.

Time stood still for what seemed like forever, when Tim and I heard a very faint but distinctive “click” behind us from our bedroom door. Neither of us would dare move. Everything, was out in the open.

And then, “Hi”

And Oh. My. God. The Laughter!!!

Neither Tim or I moved. Because Jaxon just walked right on by the cat playing with the fiddle and proceeded to climb up on the bed to play.

If I should happen to get pregnant this cycle…imagine the story we’ll be able to tell our kids! The punch line will be “Jaxon didn’t see it coming, but he sure came close”