A funny conversation ensued between Paige and I recently. We’ve changed the comforter on our bed to a nice, thinner one, but for a while the comforter always seemed to end up much more on Paige’s side of the bed by morning than normal. Paige started a conversation by saying:
“I don’t know what it is about this comforter, but somehow it always ends up all on my side!”
And that was actually the end of the conversation as I a bit too caught up having a good chuckle. :)
And I was shocked that it took 5+ years of marriage for me to learn that I was a blanket hog.
That is too funny :o)