Game Day

Most mornings Bryson leaves for work before V and I are up. Every morning he gives me a smooch, I ask him what time it is and he tells me bye. I've come to realize that I'm delirious at this time in the morning and sometimes I remember him telling me something, but then I wake up a few hours later and think it was a dream. We have this on-going game of when we talk later in the day I'll try to recall the color of his shirt of the day....or if I said anything funny when he said bye. Sometimes I can recall the color of his shirt and sometimes I remember what was said. But days like today (he had to work for just the morning this Saturday...) I remember he told me bye and asked if Violet woke up in the night; but I cannot for the life of me remember what color shirt he was wearing!! In fact I dont think I even opened my eyes! Oh, the little things in life that entertain me...