I love my husband. Dearly. He never ceases to bring the funny. And this is no different.
A few hours ago (literally in the middle of the night), I was sleeping quite soundly. Out, if you will. Then, out of nowhere, I feel Andy rolling across the bed, grabbing on to me and pulling me further onto the bed while shouting, “Baby, your lab, your labtop is going to fall.”
He was dreaming. And he thought I was going to fall off the bed. So he saved me. And called me my laptop. Because he had saved it from falling off the sofa earlier in the evening.
Interestingly enough, I was about to fall over the edge of the bed. So he really did save me :)
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