Just an average night in the Savat household.

For those of you who know us well, it should come as no surprise that Allen and I are very playful with each other. A day rarely goes by without one of us chasing, tickling or “getting” the other in some way or another. On the brightside, we're always laughing and having a good time. Of course, the downside is that this also can have unintentional consequence :) Here’s what happened last night.

Ever since I started spending the night at Allen’s (if you’re reading this Dad, of course I mean when I moved in) we’ve had this ongoing struggle to NOT be the one to turn the light off at bedtime. The general rule has been that the last one in bed has to do it, which has resulted in some very “cat-like” attempts to jump in to bed as fast as possible. That issue was resolved, or so I thought, when we bought lamps for both nightstands last year.

However, always the opportunist, Allen has managed to find other ways to torture me at night. Now, he leaves the lamp on just long enough to get me to turn off the main light. Then he quickly turns off the lamp and usually gets on my side of the bed to “get me” when I get in.

Last night he was in a particularly playful mood and I knew what was coming. So I turned on my lamp and the office light (which is close to my side of the bed) and then turned off the main light. Sure enough, he turned off both lamps on me. So I got the bright idea to turn off the office light while holding the lamp, but I pulled it too far and ended up unplugging it. My only other option was to quickly turn off the office light and JUMP into bed faster than he could turn off his lamp.

Unfortunately, I wasn't too "cat-like" last night and the sound of my head hitting the headboard sounded a little like a cartoon “boing.”

Our kids are going to think we're CRAZY!