At this point in my journey, there are very few phrases that worry me. The fact that I don't have kids probably helps. However, whenever Mike says "Hun, can you come look at this?" I get a knot in the pit of my stomach and a sense of dread. Usually when Mike asks this question it means he has found a lump on his leg that can be either foliculitis or cellulitus. Either way it isn't a good thing.

I didn't realize how much a phrase can change your day when you really think about it. I'm a lot more comfortable when he says "Hey Babe! Check this out!", unless it's followed by the phrase "I've got a plan!" Sanity save me now in that case.