Jack woke up at 7:45 this morning. Even though I got up to feed him about 2 hours prior, I decided it would be nice to get up with him and let Doug sleep in, because, let's face it... neither of us are able to do that too often anymore. I got Jack, brought him downstairs, and tended to him until 9:15 or so. I went and put him upstairs for a nap, and Doug came down just a few minutes later. He says hello and sits down on the couch.
Doug: "I was kind of waiting for breakfast to be served. Do you know when that's going to be?"
Toni: "Um, yeah. It was served two hours ago when I got up with your son. You must have missed it."
Doug: "Oh. Darn! You could have brought it up to me..."
A half hour later...
Toni: "I'm going upstairs to take a shower. Jack should be asleep for at least another half hour. Will you listen for him?"
Doug: "Sure. What should I do when he wakes up? Come knock on your door?"
Toni: "NO! You go get him!"
Doug: "I know, I'm just teasing."