Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Busted


G and I have a running and good-natured debate: who takes more covers and more space in our bed?

I contend that he migrates to the middle, leaving me clinging to the edge. When I try to move him over in the middle of the night, he grumbles groggily and finally shifts over, but in the morning denies it ever happened.

Last night G went to bed before I did, and when I finally came upstairs, this is what I found. I made enough noise exclaiming over his position and taking the picture, that he woke up and moved over.

Today I showed him the picture on the computer. He laughed and then pointed out that his hips weren't in the middle of the bed, so it didn't count.

Hmph.

1 comment:

Thank you!