Touched

This morning I was out in the woods with sweet pea when Josh was puttering around the kitchen, toasting a bagel while listening to a movie. In the movie a man was attacking a woman, there was the sound of shattering glass, the man yelling and the woman screaming.

The husband, who was fast asleep, heard the noise and thought I was being attacked in our kitchen. He jumped out of bed and headed towards the noise ready to take on the intruder he thought was hurting me.

This is adorable and hilarious. You can pretty much knock the husband over by waving your hand in front of his face. It’s kind of like the old dude who tries to box with the young whippersnapper. But, still, there he was, Mr. Disabled rushing to what he thought was me in distress.

I’m so touched.

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