Real Things Jon Says...

*We're sleeping around midnight*

Jon: Babe!
Me: Huh? Wha..what is it?
Jon: Are you baking something?
Me: Excuse me?
Jon: Are.You.Baking.Something?
Me: ummm...what?!
Jon: ARE YOU BAKING SOMETHING WOMAN!?
Me: *blank/slightly judgmental stare* ... um no. But now I have to ask, why?
Jon: I smell something...different.
Me: What the heck does that mean?
Jon: I just smell something different, okay.
Me: Go to sleep! >:-(
Jon: *incoherent grumble, snore*
Me: *lay awake for the next hour wondering WTH he is dreaming about/smelling*