When Sara came out of the bathroom she said: "There's only one thing left to do." Michael was already in the bed and with closed eyes he asked with tired voice: "Is that so?" Sara laughed. "Your son wants a dog." She turned off the light in the bathroom and came to Michael into the bed. Sleepy he took her closer to him and cuddled her. "We're going to have a dog. Sounds really great." Sara laughed again. "Are you even knowing what you say?", she asked grining. Michael smiled. "Of course I do." Even he is so tired, he also wanted his family to be happy. And if his son wants a little dog, he gets a dog.
The next morning was terrible for Michael. He had such an headache that he can't remember what else he drank yesterday. He sat in his bed and had no idea what time it is or where everybody was. But then Sara came in with coffee and geve it to him. "Good morning, bae. Are you fine?", she laughed at him. Michael looked at her and took the coffee. "Oh please, don't be that mean to me." Sara only grined and walked into the bathroom. Michael drank out his coffee and lay down angain. Suddenly MJ came in and jumped into the bed over his dad. He sighed. "Oh, hey MJ. How are you?" He asked, still tired as hell. "I'm so fine daddy. I'm going to get a puppy. I'm going to get a puppy!" MJ screamed and jumped on the bed. Sara came out of the bathroom and smiled. "You said yes, yesterday." Michael got up and on the way to the bathroom he kissed Sara and said: "I know. And I don't regret it." Then he closed the door to take a shower. "Come on MJ. The clothes you are wearing today are on your bed. Are you faster than your dad?", Sara smiled at her son. MJ jumped on the ground and ran into his room. "Of course I am!"
