Today my friend, Dan, stopped by to pick up some things he’d forgotten after his birthday party and stayed for a little chitchat. Eden sat on my lap coloring while Dan and I talked. One of our main topics was insomnia as I have been going through a long bout of it and he was operating on a little over an hour’s sleep.
I was moaning about how the smallest thing will wake me up, that Paul can get out of bed and not make a sound, but his absence will wake me. Dan just shook his head in sympathy.
Eden leaned over and whispered in my ear, “You should talk about that with your husband.”
The girl is protective of, not her Daddy, mind you, but, my husband and far be it from me to challenge this boundary.
“OK.” I whispered back.
Dan was curious to know what had been said.
“Check online, later.” I told him.
And here we are.
oh I am getting a flashback here…
my niece was about Eden’s age, and her dad and me where just talking about random things, without my sister or Poul Jens being there, and she made an outburst in a clearly annoyed voice:”You two should just get married the way you talk and talk and talk!” We looked at her trying not to laugh, and she just stared back, as if to say “What?!”
you tease….
with a title ‘The Police’, I figured there would be talk about big things coming this weekend, namely, ‘The Police’