Same planet, different worlds

Sheridan's first weeks home meant we spent a lot of time in our bedroom. Sheridan slept and nursed there, and a television insured my continued presence. One Saturday afternoon Samantha and Sheridan were sitting in the rocking chair while I lounged on the sofa, flipping channels. I landed on a black and white movie and watched as a young couple strolled down the beach.

Ryan: Hey, I think this is "From Here to Eternity." What do you think this is?

Samantha: I think this is a pee stain.

I turned my head to witness my wife carefully scrutinizing the crotch of Sheridan's onesie. Dejected, I turned my attention back to Burt Lancaster as the crashing Hawaii surf washed away any lingering suspicion of his pee stains.