Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Snooze Control

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Brad was still sleeping, this morning, as I was getting ready for work. When his alarm clock sounded, I looked out from the bathroom to see him blindly poking the buttons of the TV remote control that was also resting on his side table. After a little while, his hand wandered to the clock and continued randomly poking things until he finally landed on the snooze button, giving him permission to peacefully fall back to sleep. I couldn't help but chuckle at my adorable, sleepy husband.

For nine minutes, I giggled to myself while I straightened my hair, anticipating how he'd handle the next alarm. Finally, the terrible buzzing filled the room again, and I peaked around the corner to watch Brad pick the remote up, this time, point it at the alarm clock and punch some buttons. As time went on, he sat up straight, focused harder on the remote control, determined exactly which button to hit, and pressed it with more force than ever. At this, the laughter I had been containing burst out, waking Brad enough for him to realize what he was doing and nonchalantly tap the snooze button. We made eye contact, and he laid his head back on the pillow with a sheepish, embarrassed, (adorable) grin on his face.

Once I regained composure, I asked him what button it was that he had been pushing so vehemently. He shrugged his shoulders and casually replied,"The pause button. Made sense to me. Couldn't figure out why it wasn't working."

Oh, my sweet boy. It makes sense to me, too, honey. Me, too.  ♥

4 comments:

Bradley said...

I think it's about time for me to start censoring this blog...

The Confer's said...

That's funny!

Audrey

Stephanie said...

That is hilarious. Aren't husbands fun?

Jamie Frankum said...

haha....that's great!!!

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