Brody is a funny little sleeper. He sleeps in our room in a crib. He can sleep through some of the girl's screams from the other room, but when we make the almost inaudible noise of pulling back our covers to climb in bed, he wakes up. It has become a running joke between Jared and I. Last night, as we climbed into bed, Brody started to stir. I got an inch from Jared's ear and whispered,
"Shhh! You're breathing too loud!"
He came right back with,
"No, I think there was some lotion on my hands that just evaporated."
A loud laugh exploded from within me and I could not contain it. Brody did not wake up. Go figure.