A moment later, Frank came into the room. "Where do you want it?" Frank asked, looking at the turkey on the table, confused.

"Back in the oven," Roxanne repeated. "The stuffing has to cook."

He lifted the turkey and placed it back into the oven effortlessly, planted a kiss on his wife's cheek, and headed down the hallway. "Hey! What did I miss?" he yelled to the guys as he continued down the hallway.

"Roxanne, are you happy?" I asked as I cleaned up the baby and ...