He deserves a Klondike Bar

The Scene: Baby Mia is crying out of pain and desperate need for attention (red lights on the baby monitor all flashing at once). She has already been put to bed once, isn't hungry, and there is no way to console her besides rocking her tenderly. Laundry is piled on the bed (center stage) with an ironing board positioned just in front of the bed. Pillows and other bed accessories are characteristically thrown all over stage right. The TV is blaring the latest Olympic victory. Rocking recliner chair facing the TV, positioned front stage left.

Casey: (rocking back and forth in the chair) "Mia's waking up again. Poor girl."
Erin: (ironing intently) "I know. Will you go get her? I'll go get her bottle and see if she's hungry."

*exit stage*

*Casey enters stage left, carrying baby Mia, sits in the rocking chair trying to keep and already alert baby calmed down*
*Erin enters stage left, carrying a 6 ounce bottle of formula and burp cloth*

Casey: "Here you go mommy. (stands up to relinquish the rocker, and hand Mia over to mommy)"
Erin: (to Mia) "Hi sweetheart. Why are you awake again? Are you hungry?" (look over at laundry pile, back toward the clock, back at the laundry pile and sigh)

*rock, rock, rock*
*Casey picks up iron and starts ironing the clothes pile*

Erin: "What are you doing!?"
Casey: "Ironing."
Erin: "Thanks, my love! I don't even believe it."
Casey: "I do it because I love you. Oh, by the way, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so enjoy!"
Erin: "Stay there. I'm going to get the camera."
Casey: "Why?"
Erin: "Um, so I can brag on my blog."
Casey: "No way. They don't want to see my ugly face."
Erin: "Whatever! Please? Please? Please?"
Casey: "No way. You can just write about it. Tell them I wouldn't allow you to use the camera!"

End Scene