Pan

Chris: Mine has pan on it.
Me: Pan?
C: Yeah.
M: What's pan?
C: You know, like the spikes that help it catch equipment.
M: Oh. Have you caught anything?
C: No.
M: Then why do you have it?
C: It just makes things easier.

Running away

Chris: [shuffles feet under covers]
Me: What are you doing?
C: Running away!
M: From what?
C: From what he was saying.
M: Who?
C: Michael. We were talking about pronunciation guides. He said "Well, I can understand why Chris was running away last night" and then he was like "Blablanunhanunaduhduhnuh".
M: What did he mean?
C: Well, that's the thing. He spouted off this word with like 9 million vowels!
M: Oh, weird..who's Michael?
C: Oh, not Michael. I mean the project leader.
M: Oh, ok.

Loudy

Chris: Loudy.
Me: What's loudy?
C: The state of being loud.
M: Ok, so what is loud?
C: The art.
M: What art?
C: Counting lamardy.
M: What's lamardy?
C: Come on, we've been through this.
M: Remind me?
C: Mmmmm.

I'm an awful wife :)

Chris: Are you awake over there?
Me: I just got back from the bathroom. Why?
C: You've been muttering acronyms, like SDT or LDT or something. It had to do with healing.
M: No I'm not.
C: Yes you are!
M: No I'm not. You're crazy. And sleeping.
C: No! I'm fully awake on this one.
M: [rolls over to pick up the paper to write this down]
C: Don't even think about writing this down! I'm not sleeping!
M: Yes you are!
C: If you touch that paper, I'll eat it!
M: [laughing] Ok.
C: [laughing also] Seriously, as your husband, I forbid you from writing this down!
M: I have to! [goes to write]
C: You're the world's most awful wife! You're even cackling!



*I thought maybe he woke up during this one since he was laughing quite a bit near the end, but he says he doesn't remember it at all, so he must've been sleeping :)

60

Chris: I just got 60. Isn't that exciting?
Me: You did?
C: Yeah.
M: What character?
C: [pats stomach]
M: What's it's name?
C: I don't remember her name. His name. Whatever.
M: But it's on your stomach?
C: Yup.
M: That's silly.
C: I'm confused.

Rabbits

Chris: Rabbits!
Me: What rabbits?
C: Rabbits?
M: What about them?
C: They're the ones causing the bumps on my arms.
M: What rabbits?
C: DAH!!

My guys

Chris: My guys are getting good.
Me: What guys?
C: [shakes feet] These guys.
M: Your feet? Why are they getting good?
C: They're getting cheeseable.
M: Ew! That's gross!