The hubbie was from a night shift but we needed to re-stock our fridge or else we will starve. So off we go to the supermarket. By the time we were home T was so sleepy he swears the bed was calling him…
Snoopy(our bed cover is printed with a big SNOOPY): TRrrrrrooooyyyy, Trrrrooooyyyyy, Trooooyyyyyy come to me and sleeeeeepppp…It’s so nice to sleeeepppppp….Your back longs for a soft mattress, your eyes need to rest…sleeeeppp…sleeeeeppp…
*well of course he said this all out with actions and voice animation…and I was laughing so hard*
I said, he should sleep now.
He said, he can’t.
“Why?”, I asked.
because his lungs say so…
Hah. What smokers would do for one puff.