The man goes out the door and drives away, unbeknownst to my husband who is still on the phone with me making small talk for a few seconds. At the same time my 3 year old comes up to me and quietly says, "I love you Mommy."
"I love you too, sweetheart!" I say with the phone at my ear, dh on the line.
"I hope," said my dh, after a slight pause, "you are not still talking to the exterminator."
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