Last night I told my husband to wake me up before he left for work in the morning. I had a busy day ahead, and I wanted to be showered and dressed before I had to wake up the boys.
Around 5:45 a.m. he whispers in my ear.
"Wake up, I am your Sleeping Beauty."
I open one eye.
"Uhm, don't you mean you're my Prince Charming?" I ask.
It took him a minute to get it.
Then, as he was walking out the door I said, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight? Uhm, you do know it's morning, right?" he asks.
Do you think they serve cappuccinos in fairy tales?