As my husband and I laid our heads down to go to sleep. It wasn’t long before my he felt something crawl across his head. I thought it was my hair since it is long and I spread it out all over the pillow every night.

Well, with a quick swoosh of the hand, my husband said, “No its not your hair.” As he turned on the light, there was Benji the bug. He had parked his Cadillac Deville on the window sill and thought he would share our pillow and blankets for the night. I had to tell him, “Sorry Benji, we don’t even let the kids sleep with us anymore!”

I believe in unconditional love, but only to a point. {I was not about to share my blankets with a buggy, I already have to share them with my husband}   :) 

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