He always looks forward to Sundays, the one day a week where work takes a backseat. No TV guestings, no interviews, no photo shoots. Just him, Maine and the kids. And the Tickle Monster.
"For my crowning achievement," RJ reads, "I'll tickle your toes!"
A giggling Celestine, Seb and Seth hide behind Mama to avoid Papa and the magical Tickle Monster mitts. Grinning broadly, RJ turns on his wife. And the kids join in. When the laughter dies down, the five of them are a happy tangled mess of arms and legs on the living room floor.
Best day ever.
