Several years ago, I came home from a business trip in a terrible storm with crashing thunder and lightning.
As I entered the bedroom, I found our two frightened kids in bed with my wife. So I slept in the guest room that night.
The next day, I explained to the kids that it was okay to sleep with Mom during a storm, but when I was expected home, they had to sleep in their own beds.
Several weeks later, my wife and kids picked me up at the airport. My plane was late and a dense crowd packed the baggage area.
As I entered, my son saw me and came running, shouting, "Daddy! Guess what? Nobody slept with Mommy while you were away this time!"
The terminal grew very quiet!