THUNDERSTORMS

It has taken me a couple days to feel as if I can write about this.  I think I'm ready now...

On Sunday night, Carly and I did some work in Brady's room (pictures to follow soon and it is AWESOME), watched Homeland and went to bed.  Per my usual, after about 3 or 4 minutes (during Dexter even), I was asleep.  Then out of nowhere, around 2:00 in the morning I was woken up.  I saw a 41 pound beagle lab standing on my head.  He was literally doing this.  Front legs on the right of my head, back legs on the left of my head.  He immediately started licking me and for me to say that he had morning breath would be an enormous understatement.  I was so confused as to what in the hell Camden was doing, then I got it.  I heard thunder outside and heard the rain hitting the window.  Camden was scared of the thunderstorm.  He has always hated thunderstorms but apparently he got soft due to the lack of rain in Houston this summer.  He was a wreck.  I was pissed.  How dare he wake me from my deep sleep on my Target memory foam pillow!  Then I laughed because it was kinda funny looking at him shaking and panting because of the storm.  I suppose I better get used to the 2:00 am wake up calls with a little boy on the way.  Maybe I can convince Carly to take those, I'll take the 5:00 am ones...