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| Taken during a rafting trip in summer of last year. I have no idea what that date's about. |
Jared's high school friends gave him the nickname "Giggle Puss." He hated it, but I can kind of see where they were coming from. His laugh comes in the form of a cute little giggle, and it's soooo great.
Some people are sleep walkers. Some people are sleep talkers. My husband is a sleep giggler.
The first time I discovered this trait was a few weeks after we got married, on a night when we were staying at his family's home in Washington. Jared had fallen asleep quickly and easily, but I was feeling overwhelmed by all of the new responsibilities that come with marriage and I couldn't sleep.
Weary and stressed, I began to roll out of bed to get a drink of water. I instantly felt Jared's arms wrapping around my middle and pulling me in to him. "C'mere," he said sleepily. "I love you so much Laura. So so much." I smiled, worries gone. Then, in his sleep, Jared proceeded to find my belly button, wiggle his index finger around in it, and giggle like a little schoolboy. He continued to giggle as he rolled over and went back to his normal sleeping habits, leaving me very confused and very amused and very able to finally fall asleep. The next day he remembered nothing of the event.
Since then there have been numerous occasions when I've awoken in the night to hear Jared giggling to himself. Usually I try to take advantage of the situation and get some sleep conversation out of him, but I've never been able to. Until last night.
It was around midnight when I heard the giggles (this sounds creepy—it's really not though). I looked over to see Jared's head coming a few inches off the pillow as he giggled like he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hello," Jared said in his best British accent.
"Hi," I replied, not bothering to hold back my smile. Jared giggled some more.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Nothing," he said in a sneaky voice, like it was an inside joke and I just wouldn't get it.
He then proceeded to pull the covers over his head. "Goodbye!" he said in his British accent, as though announcing it was time for me to stop talking to him.
As I rolled back over to go to sleep, I heard giggles coming from under the covers next to me.
I married the world's funniest sleep giggler.