It’s Saturday night.
My husband is sitting next to me on the sofa. He is wearing two pair of goggles at once while we watch Star Wars.
Chewbacca is one of my favorite characters of all time, so every time the baby kicks or moves I growl/moan like Chewbacca. That’s every three seconds.
The dogs are concerned. They show this by alternately sleeping, passing gas, and jumping up to skitter around the living room before settling down for a repeat.
I don’t want you to be jealous, but I understand if you can’t control it, this being such a fabulously awesome Saturday night and such.
How are you spending your Saturday nights these days?