It was like Wicked Dark in there …

This morning my husband was still in bed at 6:30am.

I went in to wake him, smushing my head into his cheek (not so adorable, really) and he said his stomach hurt and he was wicked tired, so would not be moving anytime soon.

new fact! apparently my husband becomes Bostonian when he’s sick and asleep.

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