I walk downstairs in the middle of the night to find my husband on the couch, asleep. He looks fairly uncomfortable, so I wake him to ask if he'd rather sleep upstairs in our bed.
Him: No, I'm good here. In fact, I'm delicious!
About Me
- Jen
- Mom of 12 year old triplets- all diagnosed autistic, one cancer survivor. That takes the most time in my life, aside from feeding my post gastric bypass husband. I'm also lucky enough to have a wonderful partner, great friends, and piles of interests from reading to horses to herbs to cooking. Life's not bad at all. I don't blog about the particulars of our life with autism as one of my children has asked me not to, but since she said that email doesn't count feel free to ask me questions.
4 comments:
LOL, that's a great story.
Any more?
How funny!! :)
Funny stuff.
Wow... you have your hands full.
Thanks for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment (Everything Must Go!).
Ken
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