Upside Down

While leaning against Gary playing Candy Crush (Hello. My name is Amanda. I'm addicted to crushing candy. twentyfourseven.) he started to throw in the towel for the evening-which was fine, it was time-but his moving made me fall more into the couch and find myself in the starting phases of being upside down on the couch.

Why don't we try sitting upside down on the couch?!

Okay.

What? Okay...well, sure...lets go then.

Not sure if this picture is just extra excited about the blog topic or if it just wants to test my patience, but I give up and it shall remain excited about the blog topic.

I know it's hard to tell, but the excitement wore off fairly quickly for Garbear. The whole situation, no hesitation on his part to flip upside down, his reaction and staying that way long after he wanted just to appease me-it all had me laughing so hard. We stayed that way for almost five minutes while I took pictures. This is just two of many.

I love my husband. I love the fun (sometimes odd) moments we can have. The carefree nature we try to keep in our relationship. Love my boog to moon and back. and again. and again. and again. Right side up or upside down.