Have I ever told you guys how lucky I am?
I’m so lucky.
Because I happen to have the most fantastic husband in the world who got up with the crazy person inhabiting Little Bear’s body last night. I started to fall asleep around 11:30. At 11:40, LB woke up crying. Standard practice in our house is to let him go for a minute and see if he’ll calm down and go back to sleep.
Last night, he did that once. And then he started screaming. M got up with him. I zonked out. Around 2 am, I was woken up by screeches of “Poooop! Poooooooooooooooooooop!” over the monitor. I asked why LB was screaming, and M told me it was because he wasn’t on the floor in the bedroom. Oops?
I have no idea how long he was up last night. I just know that if I had it to do all over again, I’d marry M just for what he did for me last night.
Meanwhile, today I got to have lunch with an absolutely adorable guy. Want to see? He blew me away, and I’m really looking forward to our next date.
Isn’t he cute?