On Fridays we get done with class at noon. Which means we take a nap. We had to get up because we got put in charge of the Valentine's Dance (... yeah I don't know.. Feb 25th) This is what happened as we're cuddled in our bed.
(circa an hour before set up time )
Ty: {pushes me and spazzes out} Oh my gosh.. we gotta go to the thing! We gotta go!
E: {annoyed to be awoken from slumber} that's in an hour
five seconds later a phone vibrates.. again
E: Ty get your phone {sternly} It's gone of like a thousand time.
Ty:... That's your phone
E: {more annoyed, gets out of bed, goes to the comfort of facebook in the other room}
Twenty Minutes Later
Ty: EMILY!
E: What?
Two Minutes Later
Ty: EMILY!
E: What?
Tyler stomping from other room, I imagined the Jaws theme.. duh nuh, duh nuh...
Ty: Why did you leave me?
E: Because {puts head down on table}
Ty: You with the hair... look me in the eyes. Look me in the eyes right now.
E: NO!
Ty: Look me in the eyes right now..
E: NO!
~Repeat.. a lot~
He gets me face to face, but like every five year old, I just squeezed my eyes shut
Ty: NAP BREATHE!! {breathes in my face}
E: What?! Are you like a super power announcing you super power?
Ty: Exactly.. I AM a super hero.
E: I don't believe you.
I escape his grasp and go back to the bedroom to get my water bottle...
Ty: Look me in the eyes. Why did you leave me!
E: Because you were grumpy. You were pushing me when we were sleeping.
Ty: Excuse me?! I let Clyde get all upon me while we were napping. {P.S. Clyde is what I affectionately call my blankie I've had since I was 8} You were all cuddled up next to me and I had Clyde in my face!
... this banter continued on, tickling and more nap breathe happened. I tried to escape but I ran into our spare room only to remember our apartment is tiny and there are no hiding places to be had. When Tyler pursued me into the spare room.. I screamed. I wonder what the neighbors thought.
I reprimanded him and his response was this:
Ty: Don't speak to me in that discriminatory tone
E: Discriminatory? What.. are you MLK or something?
Ty: Yes. Yes I am an MLK.
E: An MLK? That's not even possible.
Ty: Yes I am an MLK of sorts. I have a dream.. I have a dream that one day Tylers and Emilys will be able to nap peacefully together.
I started laughing of course. No one gets to see this side of my husband except me and it's hilarious. I just know our kids are going to be freaks. I then came into the kitchen and started writing this blog. He followed me and proceeded to "Jimmer." It's a dance he made up... I just don't get him but I love him. That's all that matters right?
