An early morning

I must share this story with all of my devoted blog readers :)

A few mornings ago, I woke up to the sound of my husband getting ready for work in the bathroom. Now, this is not an uncommon thing. Usually I hear his alarm clock and start to wake up to get my morning started, but sometimes (a lot of times) I do not hear the alarm clock. I thought it was one of those days.

So, I am laying in bed, rubbing my sleepy eyes, thinking "wow I am so tired this morning!" I sit up, stretch, look at the clock, and begin laughing as loud as I can. The time was 2:24 am. Patrick came out of the bathroom and I said, "Honey, it's 2:24 in the morning!" I could barely get the facts out because I was laughing so hard. He normally wakes up at 5:15am, when he rolled over he thought the clock said 5:20am which means he would be running late. No, no, it said 2:20 am. Sweet, sleepy boy.

Oh man, I was laughing and didn't think I would be able to go back to sleep. Needless to say, Patrick took his work clothes off and got back into bed. I laid down, giggling myself to sleep.