At 5 a.m., the fire alarm in our bedroom goes off:
Alarm: BEEP, BEEP, ALERT! SMOKE IN MASTER BEDROOM!
Spencer: I'm going to throw that across the street. (gets up and dismantles fire alarm, chucks it in kitchen)
Alarm, 2 minutes later: REPLACE ME IN MASTER BEDROOM! REPLACE ME IN MASTER BEDROOM!
Spencer: It's your turn to get up with the baby. This is good practice for you.
Me: It's detected CO2. (gets up to sleep on the couch)(in my defense, I am sleep walking here)
Spencer gets ready for work. Brittany is still paranoid about CO2.
Spencer, bending to scoop Brittany off couch: (in robo voice) REPLACE BRITTANY IN MASTER BEDROOM.
No comments:
Post a Comment