H is fast asleep right beside me. Snoring away.
Midnight thought: You reckon if I start tickling him he'd be angry? Or entertain me like last time ? Hmm. No. I'm a nice wife. I swear. Despite previous times where I may of asked him stupid questions, tonight I won't. I promise. But I am tempted to wriggle his nose and pinch his cheeks.
Ok, I won't. Nice wife. Nice wife. Think nice wife. Think sheep. Sheep. Lots of sheep. Or cows? No..sheep. Sheep jump over the fence better. Dogs? No, sheep.