My husband left me alone with our 6-month-old twins for a fishing trip with his friends — he came home smiling, but his smile vanished the moment he opened the door

“I didn’t make you look like anything. I just stopped correcting the picture.”

Trevor started to say it had only been four days.

I shook my head.

“No. The trip lasted four days. This has been happening for six months.”

Then I gave him the list.

He barely read halfway down before pushing it away.

“This feels like punishment.”

“It isn’t. It’s the minimum I continue reading …