How much do you love me?
So last night as we were falling asleep-and I mean like in that zone where you're past all coherency, but still can't qualify, scientifically, as asleep -I asked Bobby, "How much do you love me?". He replied in slurred speech, "So much". Not satisfied, I asked again, "But how much do you love me?" There was a couple seconds of no response so figuring he had fallen asleep I was about to allow my body to do the same when he says, "I love you so much that if you lost your thumb I would cut off my own big toe and sew it onto your nub so you could have a thumb."
Love him. :)
8 comments:
Ha ha thats funny!
Angela, That's hysterical. I do stuff like that all the time when Mike is leaving form work. I say the goofiest things! Way to go for remembering. I always forget.
That is a LOT of love. Good thing he loves you right. His toe might come in "handy" sometime...I'm hilarious!
gotta love Bobby!!! what a great response...a little random, but a great response!!! so funny!!!
You guys are funny...
Weston and I died laughing! It's just too bad he won't give you his own thumb since his toe would look huge on your little hands. I bet he'll get there...! Give it time:)
You two crack me up! Miss you!!
I love this! I wish my husband would say things like that! Although he does do the half asleep "i love you so much" and rub my face thing. Hehe
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