She chuckles, mouth and eyes closed, lips smiling.
"What's so funny?" I ask, grinning as I roll over to look at her, suddenly excited at the opportunity to hear from Sleep Kristie.
"I remember..." She squints her eyes and rolls onto her back, putting her finger in the air. I can tell she's trying to remember her dream, which she usually has trouble with at this point...
"'Cause parents..." She pauses, finger still pointed at the ceiling, eyes still closed, concentrating...
"...Keep each other sane..."
She seems satisfied with that, so she rolls into me with eyes still closed and nestles into the blankets.
"Parents keep each other sane," She mutters, "Then the baby. The baby second."
I'm laughing at this point, but trying not to make noise as I grab my phone and write all this down.
Five minutes pass. She chuckles again.
"What's so funny now?" I can't believe I'm getting all this good material in one night.
"I guess so. Hm Hm Hmm Hmm Hmmm Hmmm." She's smiling and chuckling again.
"You guess what? What's funny?"
"Being a parent."