Not Me Monday: middle of the night edition

My husband did not accidentally knock over a glass of water on his nightstand table in the middle of the night with his unwieldy elbows.

And it was not a very tall and full glass of water.

And he most definitely did not sit up in a panic, disoriented at the sound of trickling water, and ask me if my water had broken.

And of course I didn't tell him that he wasn't allowed to have a drink in the bedroom anymore unless it was in a sippy cup.

Nope. Never happened.

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