Medium came in to our room in the wee hours of the morning, having had a bad dream and needing the security of sleeping with us. I told her to climb on up, and sleepily noted later that Hubby had wrapped his arm around her as they slept (awww).
This morning, Hubby got a call from the church secretary that the internet was out at the office (most likely due to a power outage during last night's storm). He promised he'd be right in. Medium quickly sprawled all over Hubby's side of the bed. He must have given her a look, because this conversation followed...
Medium: My bed!
Hubby: Your bed?
Medium (triumphantly): MY bed!
Hubby: You're crazy!
Medium: You got that right!
Hubby (chuckling): Put that in your blog and smoke it.
Me (sleepily): Oh, yes.