not again

Two nights ago Mitchell got up from sleeping. Again.

He just sat up in bed, and mumbled his sleepy jibberish. That wasn't the weird part. No, I am used to that. This is what was strange.

He leaned over and hugged my legs. Right around my knees.

Mumbled again. And then gave my legs a kiss.

I thought it was weird. When I told my dear husband about this episode, he thought it was sweet.

I didn't think my legs needed a hug. Or a kiss.