Mark fell asleep on the couch the other night while I was getting Kaden ready for bed. When I woke him up to go to bed he opened his eyes wide and in a childlike voice asked: "How do you know it's time to go to bed?" He then continued in amazement: "You know when it's time to go to bed every night." I'm still laughing. Who knew a husband who talks in his sleep could be such a joy?