Late at night…
Sometimes… when it’s really late at night like this… and I’m stuck at my laptop finishing homework or a paper… and my husband has already gone to bed… I like to just watch him sleep.
Creepy? Or cute?
He says creepy. But he says it with a smile, so I think he really finds it endearing. And I just tell him he’s adorable when he sleeps… he looks like a picture of himself as a four-year-old that I’ve seen in his mom’s photo album.
So I don’t care if he thinks it’s creepy. I’m going to look at him every once in awhile while he sleeps. I think it’s my right as a loving wife.
(Well, that, and making him sleep on the side of the bed that touches the wall.)