Sometime in the middle of the night, Penelope starts crying. Ben immediately gets out of bed, puts on actual clothes and starts shuffling around the bedroom. In my own sleepy state, I realize that he's getting ready for the day.
Me: What are you doing? It's the middle of the night.
Ben: What? What time is it?
Me: 12:30.
Ben: Oh...[long, sleepy pause] No wonder I'm so tired.
Me: No wonder.
2 comments:
hilarious!!
Bless your sweet little hearts...
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