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meaning of life

Yesterday ended fantastically (Tux was rented, wedding rings were received, Celtics won the Finals). As is the case when Bear goes to bed in a great mood, he woke up in a great mood. Except it took some doing to get him up. Getting us up in the morning is my task, and sometimes, especially when Bear is in a great mood, I don’t mind having to get out of bed first because Bear makes it so very entertaining.

So this morning he’s cuddled up under the covers (both sets, it was a cool night), and his eyes are closed through my attempt to wake him.

“Bear, you have 10 minutes or you’ll be late. Get up.”

Eyes stay shut, but the snoring stops.

“Bear.” I shake his leg.

“2 more minutes.”

“Bear, you are seriously going to be late.”

“I was dreaming about the meaning of life. I need 2 more minutes to find out the answer.”

I contain my giggles and sigh. “Fine. But you’ll have to hurry.”

I head back into the bathroom and a minute later Bear comes through the door.

“So what’s the meaning of life?”

“I don’t know. I woke up.”

I’m still giggling.