Monday, December 19, 2011
The eyes play tricks.
El Hub decided to wake me up this morning by placing a thrashing baby whose nails badly need to be clipped in bed next to me. A few weeks ago, I asked him not to shave over the holidays (he usually only shaves on Mondays) so I can get to enjoy his beard, which he sadly dislikes growing out, especially while he is working.
El Hub: Time to wake up!
Victoria: *mumble mumble* Mondays are stupid.
Victoria: Did you at least not shave today?
El Hub: Oh, I totally shaved.
Victoria: NOOOOOOOOOOoooooooo whyyyyyyyyy you're only working one day this week. *buries face in pillow to dramatically mourn a week's worth of facial hair growth*
El Hub: You are so blind without your glasses. *grabs my hand, rubs it against his unshaven face*
El Hub: I also laughed at you but you couldn't see that either.
I am okay with that. Well, the laughing at me. The biting, not so much a fan, especially now that kiddo has three teeth.