Hubby's had a few too many beers tonight and I had bubble guts...he starts poking my belly...here's…

Hubby's had a few too many beers tonight and I had bubble guts...he starts poking my belly...here's how the conversation went:

Me- don't poke my belly, it hurts

Him- I'm not

Me- yes you did

Him- no I wouldn't hurt my baby

Me- no, not the baby my belly

Him- why are you saying there's no baby?

Me- huh? I said your hurting my belly.

Him- no, I said I wouldn't hurt my baby and you said no baby, the belly.

Me- I'm very confused right now.

*to myself..."you're drunk honey go to bed" 🍻🍻🍻

Oh how fun it is to be the sober one everywhere now! 😂😂😂