my first bit of crazy...

poor, poor kevin.

i had my first bit of pregnancy crazy. kev and i were laying in bed talking about life when this forensic files came on the tv and started talking about how statistics show that men die before women.

this is common sense, yes? well - we always do this cheesy, really kind of morbid thing (but i love it...) where we say, "i hope i die first." and then the other person says, "nooo! i hope IIIIII die first." it's weird, i know... but the basic principle is we don't want to live without each other.

mmk. stage set. so this forensic files comes on and starts talking about how the man dies first. well... i lose it. i start crying. hysterically. because the tv says that kevin will most likely die before me. at some point i realized how ridiculous i am being and i start laughing... also hysterically. then i realized kevin was looking at me... blankly. between my tears and laughs i looked at him and said, "i'm out of control!" he answered, "umm... i know."

haha... pregnancy is a beautiful thing.