I'm always the first one asleep. I can say that pretty certainly...always! But on Wednesday night, after our incredibly successful first attempt at a homemade quesadilla night, Tyler fell asleep upstairs watching a movie. So he came down and we got into bed and turned out the lights. And then, like several nights during any given month, I sat straight up and had him turn on a light because I hadn't grabbed a picture yet. This sudden alarm doesn't even bother me. I can jump up with excitement, scrounge around the house to grab a picture and then be asleep less than 5 minutes after laying my head back onto my pillow. Tyler is not so fortunate. He has to be really tired to fall asleep. And if I get into one of my chatting moods as we are laying down, he has to all but tape my mouth shut so he can start falling asleep. So on Wednesday, I got up to take the picture and he worked on getting to sleep. I grabbed this shot before he realized he was the subject of my picture. After this one, I kept catching little smiles that he couldn't help but give me. But here, my sweet and patient husband, is trying to get back to sleep and hoping I will quickly turn off his lamp and return to bed myself.
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