Fact #333: I have so many stories!

When Freddie and I were drifting off to sleep at night, I used to suddenly think of a billion things that had happened during the day that I just absolutely, positively had to tell him about right that second.

So I would.

And he'd roll his eyes and groan, but I'd tell him anyway.

I miss that.

He might feel differently. :)


Til tomorrow!