I'm glad to have a weekend going on here. Taking it very easy today, after a full and intense week.
At one point this morning, I plopped down onto the couch and flopped over onto the pillows, with a tired sigh.
JoyDad flopped next to me and hug-tackled me.
Joy, who'd been watching the TV at the other side of the room, circled around in our direction and twinkled at us. Much as if to say, "Gimme some of that hug-action!"
We laughed and called her to join us. She came right over, and scrambled up between us.
There we sat, a Joy-sandwich of a hug, and watched TV together for a while.
Just call it hug-therapy.