Starting School w/ a Bang

Carson and I both registered for 8:00am classes 3x a week. We figured if we did it together it would be easier- it is.  11pm, the night before the first day of school, we were writing “thank-you” cards for all of the wonderful people in our lives. It got to a point where Carson and I could barely keep our eyelids open. We decided to turn in for the night. Then—

Me: (after hearing a few reoccurring [frightening] noises): Cars, do we have any weapons to protect ourselves?

Cars: Yeah, babe, I have guns.

Me: Here? You have your guns here?

Cars: Yeah, I hid them.

Me: Where?

Cars: I’ll go get them. He ran into the other room. A few moments later, he burst out, with a deep, masculine voice, “NERF GUNS!!!!!” Hahaha. [I had forgotten, Eliza (my little sister) came with Carson and I to Target one time and they added them to the registry to surprise me and surprise, someone BOUGHT THEM FOR US.] He was like a little kid at Christmas when he remembered we had them.

Me: Loud-laughter

Cars: I would do anything to protect you, bay. You are everything to me. You know that. 

Content, I bundled up in my warm, cheetah jammies and hopped into bed. Cars was still in the other room. I waited and waited. All of a sudden, something pelted me in the back of the head, and then in the back, and before I knew it, I looked over to see this: (I caught the perfect pic. w/ my phone.)

  

I could not stop laughing. I did not think I could love this man anymore but every day I am  proven wrong. He makes me life worth living, and downright fun! --That was it; this meant war.--Carson launched my Nerf-gun onto the bed and took off. 

All the lights were off; the apartment was still. I started to hold my breath. (We were now experiencing a G-rated Mr. and Mrs. Smith.) Okay, do I run out into the living room and potentially sacrifice myself for the sake of a shot or do I artfully make my way around the corners until I spot him. (Shouldn’t we be going to bed?) After what seemed like an eternity, I jumped from behind a corner, closed my eyes, and shot….Carson straight in the chest! Victory.

We started school off with a bang. Now that school has officially started, I am already going through withdrawals when Carson and I separate in the morning for our classes and responsibilities. I love school but my love for Carson is much stronger.