CB: "So, that's the mother....and that's her daughter, right?"
CB: "When did this show come out?"
Me: "Um, I think, like, 1999 or something?"
CB: "Yeah, that makes sense."
Me: "Makes sense for what?"
CB: "Well, I remember I'd see ads for the show and think that I thought the mom was good looking and so was the daughter. That doesn't usually happen."
Me, laughing: "Well, she was 16 when she had her, so you're not a creeper."
CB: "Good to know."
CB: "And Alyssa Milano on "Charles in Charge."
Me: "Um, that's not the same thing. And she was on "Who's the Boss." That blonde chick from "Baywatch" was on "Charles in Charge."
CB: "Oh yeah. I liked her too."
Me: "I figured."
Laying in bed the other night, CB slowly looks over our heads and stares.
Me: "Why are you staring at the mirror?"*Um, I heard from a friend that this makes it sound like we have a mirror on our ceiling. WE DO NOT. But now I kind of wish we did because CB would pass out.
CB: "Do you think it might fall on our heads in the middle of the night?"
Me, sitting up in bed: "Um, NO! But now I do! Why would you say that as we're going to bed??"
CB: "I don't know, I think about it a lot."
Me: "Then why are we still sleeping underneath it??"
CB: "I figured you didn't want me to move the bed further away from the wall. You have it all set up the way you want."
Me: "Yeah, but I'd also rather not be brained by the mirror in the middle of the night, so let's move the bed!"