Still counting

This morning, after my run, I climbed back into bed and snuggled up next to my wife.

She did not say “oh, you smell.” I think I married her for that. In fact, she snuggled back. It was warm and toasty and she whispered that she was not going to take the dogs for a walk, which meant we had forty five minutes until we had to get up…

thirty four seconds later, a small person wandered in through the dark, grabbing some prime bed real estate on the opposite side of my wife. Less than a minute later, another appeared, realized that the mommy side of the bed was crowded, and went around to climb up on my side. She then elbowed me in the crotch to get me to make room, and settled between my wife and I.

A dog, sensing that it wasn’t going to get it’s walk, came into the room panting, frantically trying to find a landing zone. When you bring a 100 pound beast into a bed already occupied by multiple humans, it takes a delicate touch.

She doesn’t have one.

Soon after, another dog appeared, instantly launching itself into the middle. Luckily, the cat had gone out.

My son sits up and practices his reading skills on the clock: “Six. Oh. Nine.” He lays back down, and announces it’s time for a Mommy Party. Well, that’s what I thought, too, before all the gate crashers arrived…

I used to be so down and out
I used to be so blue
Now the only thing I talk about
The only thing I do
Is spin around like a school kid
Just off the merry-go-round
I’m dizzy but it’s cause I’m headed
To the one good thing I’ve found

One thing as good as gold
I’m nothing without you to hold
One thing I know in this world
Is I need you to be my girl

I got so good at hiding
I couldn’t find myself
But baby you got me smiling
And feeling like someone else
Yeah you changed my makeup
I ain’t the same sad clown
Ever since you showed up
Hey this ain’t the same sad town

One thing as good as gold
I’m nothing without you to hold
One thing I know in this world
Is I need you to be my girl

One thing as good as gold
I’m nothing without you to hold
One thing I know in this world
Is I need you to be my girl

One thing as good as gold
I’m nothing without you to hold
One thing I know in this world
Is I need you to be my girl

Be my girl
You’re the one thing

— Jack Ingram

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