Bedtime antics
Henry's a youtube junkie. Here are his current obsessions: 12 Days of Christmas reworked Indian style; I'm a Kitty Cat; Hot Potato by The Wiggles (pre-hot Anthony).
Yesterday evening Dave and I had the following conversation:
me: You know, I've gotten so used to your late-night work schedule that when you do come up to bed while I'm still awake, I get a little annoyed.
dave: I've been getting annoyed when I go up to bed ten minutes after you do just in time to see you close your book and turn out the light.*
Last night I went upstairs at 11:04. I spent the next hour reading, waiting for Dave to come upstairs. Meanwhile, Dave took the dog for a walk, cleaned up the kitchen, and did who knows what else. At 12:10 I finally gave up waiting, put my book away, and turned off the light. At 12:15 Dave came upstairs. I listened to him fumble around in the dark and asked if he'd like me to turn on the light. He said no. Then we had the following conversation:
dave: Did you wait up for me?
me: Yeah, I turned the light off five minutes before you came up.
dave: I was staying downstairs so you could chill out and go to bed before I came up.
Then we laughed. A lot. That is how completely in tune with each other we are.
*We both like to read before we go to sleep.