Me to Trent at two in the morning:Hey! Wake up!
Me: Do you love our lives together?
Trent: Yes,(half asleep,).
Me: Fine. Whatever. Nevermind. **sighs**
Trent: **sits up in bed and turns the lights on** Yes I LOVE our lives together! I love our home! I love Henry! I love Stella! I love YOU! We may not have much, but it’s ours…
Me: …Is this what you imagined your life like when you were a little boy?
Trent: No! Little boys don’t think that far in the future! I wanted to drive the street sweeper! BECAUSE IT’S AWESOME! ….What did you want to be when you grew up?
Me: The princess and the pea.
Trent: GO FIGURE!
…You’re my princess. You’re kingdom might not be vast as you expected, but you still are the princess of the court…Now go to sleep.
Me: I can’t… I think there is a pea under this mattress.