This afternoon Matt and I were both in the kitchen. I was cleaning up and fixing myself a cup of coffee, Matt was making himself a snack.
As I am putting the toaster away, Matt suddenly tells me, "Sshh. Stop moving."
I stop, look over at Matt who has a really concerned look on his face, as if he hears some strange noise, so I tune in... Baby's not crying, and there are no other strange noises.
Then I realize what he is hearing...
"Babe, it's the coffee pot."
Matt gets a look of relief on his face. Wow. He had seen the plumber next door at the neighbor's house and was really concerned that we had some neighborhood-wide plumbing issue.
1 comment:
you could say he's given you a lot of MATTerial.
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