That's a cuss word

My husband always falls asleep before me. Always. This is usually the time when I'd like to talk because, well, because we're parents. This is usually the only time we have to talk. The poor guy tries to carry on conversations with me, but usually ends up falling asleep pretty quickly. Last night I said, "Hey, I'm going walking tomorrow morning. Wanna come?" He said, "Huh?" I said, "You know, exercise. Wanna come?" He said, "Oh.....(long pause)...that's a cuss word." and on came the snores (like, immediately after saying that last word). Yeah. >:0)


Relishing in His goodness...