We laugh so much in our home, largely due to my husband's unintentional sense of humor.
In the middle of the night, sleeptalking:
Look at my sexy wife. She runs a tight ship!
(Hubby adamantly denies this because he claims that the phrase "tight ship" has never come across his mind before, but I heard it loud and clear, Hubby.)
After receiving his new poop scoop from Amazon:
Nice! It looks really sturdy, too. I'm actually excited to go pick up poop now. Wait. I must be getting old. I'm getting excited about a poop scoop. You need to blog about this.
After I spotted a scrape on his inner thigh and asked what the heck happened:
The Hubby, nonchalantly: Rope burn.
Me, laughing my head off: What?! A rope burn?!
The Hubby: Yeah. What's so funny?
Me: THAT'S NOT NORMAL!
Hubby often breaks into song and serenades Bella. I happened to capture part of a song:
(I didn't have my camera handy so I used my laptop to record this video, which is why the audio is poor. Turn up the volume to hear his sweet tunes. "Love Buggie" is me, by the way. I just didn't respond because I didn't want to bust out laughing.)