It was a lazy Sunday morning. Neither he nor I had to get up early to tranq violent dogs before they had their grooming appointment or get up to shovel the driveway. Instead we stayed in bed and cuddled (I know, I know, TMI) while enjoying the the musical styling's of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. Then, this happened:
Andy [lays his head tenderly on my chest]: Hey! I can't hear your heartbeat!
Bee: I'm sure it's there.
Andy: Oh yeah! There it is!
Bee: I knew it would be.
Andy: Yep, I hear your heartbeat and your indigestion. Gurgle gurgle gurgle!
Say it with me, "Awwwwww!"