Soon after the lamp incident ( like the next night), I was once again in a blissful sleep when I realize Shauna is under the covers, butt in the air, feet at her pillow. She is rooting around the bottom of the bed looking for something. Which is pretty amazing since it’s dark. She comes back up and starts yelling that Collin (1 month old) is in my pillow. She orders me to hand over my pillow so she can save Collin. I think through this carefully and quickly calculate the likelihood of this happening is very slim. So I tell her she is sleeping and to lay back down and go to sleep (I haven't learned yet that this approach never works). She gives me the angry look again and yells “Just humor me, OK!” I hand her my pillow, she digs around in the pillow case and then finally begins to wake up. As usual, she goes back to sleep while I lay there for another hour pondering the whole incident. “This is only our first year of marriage” I think to myself. “What are the next 20 years going to be like?” A total riot, that's what!
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