These "moments" come and go like a fridge raiding in the middle of the night. For instance, just last night, as we were going to bed, Christen snugs over to me and falls asleep on my shoulder. (I felt like a true hero at this point). This behaviour continued all the way till this morning (I felt like a Jedi).
As she gets out of the car to go to work, I say, "I see the old Christen is back and I am lovin it!"
I drive away trembling and I think to myself:
Possible Answers Flooding My Mind:
A-I am not sure!
B-This is the beginning of my doom!
C-She will forget about what I said!
D-She will think I was just kidding!
E-I am the man of the house!
F-I will not pick her up from work
G-I will pretend to have gotten seriously hurt, and hope that her feelings for her brave husband will overcome her wanting to execute justice.