The past couple of weeks Rigg has really gotten the concept of "bye- bye". He now will wave furiously with one hand, say "bye. bye. bye." and leave the room.Only to walk back into the room just mere seconds later with a huge smile on his face and a "Hi!"
The Captain was on vacation last week, as stated previously, and we just hung out together as a family...at home...because we couldn't go anywhere... because of the felony... I digress.
Anyhoo, because we, and especially the Captain, spent so much time together, Rigg was able to truly perfect his "bye-bye-ing". He must have won some kind of award for the number of times in an hour he could declare his farewell and then reappear before you would really miss him. I am sure it will be arriving by Fed-Ex any day now.
Now, I am not sure I have told you, and if I haven't, I do apologize, because you are really missing out...my husband (who really won't like this) talks in his sleep. It makes for great stories... and I do retell them and I do laugh every time...sorry babe.
So last week after a long day of "bye-bye-ing" with the Riggster, the Captain crashed into bed exhausted and worn out ( a bit redundant I do realize) and was asleep in minutes. About 3:30 am, I am awakened by my husbands usually low, masculine voice calling out into the dark...in a very high, falsetto range and flapping his hand up and down.
It is moments like this I do look for the Candid Camera...
In the morning when I told him of his newest night ramblings, he shook his head and smiled, which was probably hard to do with much dignity as I was laughing so hard I almost peed. (I might have, a little.)