At approximately 2:00 am this morning, I wake to my husband thrashing around frisking me. I asked him what he was doing and the conversation goes like this:
Me: What are you doing?? (in a half-asleep voice)
Bryon: Looking for the eggs I bought.
Me: Well, hopefully they aren't here in the bed.
Bryon: Of course they aren't! (In a "did you seriously just say that" tone)
Me: I think you are dreaming. I love you.
Bryon: What? I couldn't hear you.
I repeat myself.
Bryon: Okay, love you too.
I thought by this point I had woken him up out of his dream...then he started frisking the bed and me again.
Bryon: I guess they aren't here.
And he rolls over like nothing ever happened.
I love my husband! He makes me laugh in the middle of the night!! :)
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