Every morning, when I make my bed, I throw the pillows off the other side and make the bed. And every morning, Sweetie is waiting on the other side of the bed for the pillows. Every morning. When I head to the bedroom, she's there ahead of me waiting. I get in my spot, she gets in hers. I toss the first pillow, which is as big as she is. I aim right at her, she tries to catch it....never does, not once, and grunts like a pig when it hits her. I bust out laughing every time, its my first good laugh of the day.
What makes you laugh?
What makes you laugh?
