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One of those Days...

Ever just have one of those days? And nights? And days? Well, I've had one of those weeks but I've decided to share a wonderful story with you about why my husband is so fantastic instead.
Last night I wandered into our bedroom feeling pretty out of it (due to said days, and nights) and began getting ready for bed. Rob had headed in to get ready a little while before me and I saw a lump under the covers and assumed it was him.

A few weeks ago he climbed into bed upside down so that when I pulled back the covers his feet were there instead of his head. I kind of ruined this by going somewhere else and he decided to climb out instead of suffocate under the blankets. He told me later and I had a good laugh.

The lump under the covers looked a little funny so I figured that he had done the same thing as a few weeks ago, but as I turned around to go back to the bathroom a huge grinning face popped up from the side of the bed yelling "Rawwrr!" The grin on Rob's face was so huge and his chuckling so infectious that I couldn't help but hug him as we both laughed incredibly hard. The laughter didn't quite stop, as later on when we were attempting to fall asleep the moment kept popping into my head and I would giggle quietly.

This is why I love my husband, because he's still a child at heart and he loves to make me laugh which I greatly appreciate. Oh, and also cause he has an infectious giggle, especially when he's proud to have pulled something off like this.

Hopefully this puts a bit of a smile on your face as it did on mine!

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