Bless His Pointy Heart

I couldn't sleep last night. There was a lot of snoring coming from the other side of the bed. So, being the nice wife that I am, instead of kicking F all night I decide to go and sleep on the couch. I grab my pillow, drag myself down the hall and get comfy on the couch. Little Thing immediately jumps onto my hip and settles in for a good sleep. Buster comes in and lies down beside the couch. Just as I'm drifting off to sleep, I see a flash of lightning. No, wait - it's F with his flashlight. He woke up and couldn't find me and got worried.

It wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't asked me questions so I was completely awake again.