That phrase has a different meaning when you’re less than a month old and “out” is freezing. She’s wearing a blanket, a bib, her big fuzzy hat, and a sleep sack. I like to call it a “sleep dress”. It makes it sound more fancy. 😉
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Marriage, and all that entails
Scott woke up bolt-upright in bed Friday night. Alarmed, I ask him if everything was ok. “I’m not sure,” he said. And, without further explanation, he got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, turned the light on, closed the door, and I heard the sink water running. Puzzled, but too groggy to investigate further, I patiently waited for him […]