This is my handsome husband. He does many things well, but he is noted for his uncanny ability to sleep through anything: the local bar scene with bands blaring inches from his face, conversations with his lovely wife…
This picture was taken the week we brought our first baby home in 2009. I learned very quickly that if the hubster was going to lend a hand with the middle-of-the-night feedings, I, not a screaming infant, had to wake him. I remember once gently nudging him, whispering, “The baby is awake,” and he rolled over mumbling, “What baby?”
Aside from calculus, slumber as sweet as this is the most foreign thing in my life.