This post is very serious... its about my pillow.
Yes, Pillow. The one I sleep on.
When Jared is on-call and away from home, I let Charlie sleep on the bed, but I also sleep on Jareds pillow... because it is amazing, with the perfect blend of softness with firm stability. Jared had no idea. I did this for ... maybe a year or two. Other than some drool, no big deal.
Then I started to get greedy.
I started secretly slipping my pillow out for his, while he was home. After several times, he never noticed. (or never said anything), until one night.
He realized this was not his pillow.
From then it was a battle.
Not that I don't like my pillow. It's just that I've had the same pillow for around 10 years.
A lot of drool happens in 10 years. A lot of tears happens as a teenager - over boys, school, friends. And not to mention marriage..... :)
My pillow basically is a flat, tear-stained, drool covered awesome pillow that is just not as comfy as Jared's anymore.
(no pictures of this pillow will be posted to avoid just a bit of embarrassment.)
So my THOUGHTFUL husband, who was tired of having his pillow switched out, got me a great pillow for mothers day. :)
Now any tears collected will be just from Marriage. (watch out Jared)