Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Don't give 'em any ideas.

Last week he tried to wake me up when I wanted to sleep in. 

Me: Leave me alone. I am not your toy.

I am grumpy in the mornings.

He: Yes, you are! You're my toy!

He has been calling me his toy for about a week.
If he weren't so dang cute and good to me, I'd be offended.

1 comment:

  1. One word: Newlyweds.

    May your joy last and last and last!

    Someday it may be bambinos shaking you out of a peaceful sleep. That loses its cuteness over time.