The middle of the night is NOT my finest hour. Case in point:
It is 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning, just after a feeding. As we get settled back into bed:
Me to Hubby: I hear the babies' screams in my dreams and it makes me think they're right here, like I forgot to put them back to bed after we fed them.
Hubby: In the bed?
Me: Yes, I start looking for them and wondering what happened to them. Then I realize that I'm hearing the wipes.
Hubby: The wipes are screaming?
Me: Yes ... wait, no ... wipes? Did I say the wipes? [Insert hysterical laughing]
Hubby: What is screaming?
Me: [more hysterical laughing]
Hubby just looks at me confused. Finally I'm able to compose myself enough to tell him that what I was trying to say was that it was the babies' cries through the baby monitor that I was hearing in my dreams.
The wipes!! Ha ha ha! Cracks me up every time I think about it. And this happened about two weeks ago!! The wipes are screaming!!
What silly things have you said or done in the middle of the night when caring for an infant (or two)?