This morning, we woke up to a 60 degree house. Finn shuffled the 6 inches from his bed into ours to snuggle up with me and we both were talking about how cold it was, neither one of us wanting to actually get out of bed.
Mornings are my favorites with him. He sleepy talks about the funniest things. We have conversations about Spiderman, his soon to be arriving baby sister, and his new favorite are jokes.
Just ask him to tell you a joke. If it’s a knock knock you’re screwed because they don’t make any sense, but he does have a couple that are genuinely funny.
When we finally ventured out to find out why it was so cold, there was a little love note from Dave saying that the furnace was screwed up. JUST what you want for a Tuesday morning. I called him at work.
He assured me that the furnace guy would be here at 9:30 and he was on his way home. I explained to him that I was going to jump in the shower and he said that was fine, he’d be home in a sec and I could just hide out and shower while the guy was there.
Luckily, I sat down to check my morning email because next thing I know I see a van pulling into the driveway and I sprint through the house to find something other than a robe to wear. I’m sure that 60 year old furnace guy would love to see a robe wearing otherwise naked pregnant lady answer the door right? The dog is barking. Finn Spiderman is yelling about his Spidey senses going off.
Dave? Nowhere to be found, of course.
Thankfully, the furnace is fixed, my fingers and toes are almost thawed. And that, my sweet friends, is my Tuesday morning.
How is yours?
Way too exciting for me!
ReplyDeletefunny that you wrote about the *knock knock* jokes. i remember those days....but you laugh don't you? the silliness is funny. and i have a 16 year old--and it appears he still loves me and tolerates me quite well. :)
ReplyDeleteOh the furnace issues...we had them too during a particularly cold snap here. Thankfully T-bone is able to fix those things himself, once he finds the parts. ;)
ReplyDeleteWow, talk about crazy! Luckily mine has been a lot more calm than that, although I woke up to a 66-degree house for the simple reason that my genious husband turned the heater off and forgot to turn it back on. I really do love him, you know.
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness! I don't handle cold well. I'd have been flippin' out. ;) Glad you have heat again.
ReplyDeleteWhat a not fun way to wake up! I hate it when it's cold in the house. My feet always feel like icicles.
ReplyDeleteOooh, I don't like crawling out of a warm bed into a cold house! Glad you got it fixed!
ReplyDelete"robe wearing otherwise naked pregnant lady" - too funny!
Oh don't you love those "surprise" visits? The other day the Fed Ex guy came at what seemed like the crack of dawn and I was in my crappiest, spit up covered pjs with my hair in a messy knot on the top of my head.
ReplyDeleteMy Tuesday, however, was delightful! Started it with snuggles from my nephew and then a trip to see my sister and my niece! My son then met Grandma and Grandpa for the FIRST time! Love trips to see family!