Farm Boy is at his wits end over it.
I have my theories and have decided that it is out of my hands.
This...is the situation.
Every morning the covers on our bed are a bit...disheveled.
This does not bother me in the slightest.
Farm Boy on the other hand has had it...he SAYS he wakes up in the night with no covers and is cold. But I am awake after he falls asleep and I see with my own two eyes that he has kicked the covers off onto me.
He claims that it is me...that I am steeling the covers. Nonsense I say...nonsense!
He pushes them off of himself...onto me and they just fall off my side of the bed I tell you...they simply fall.
He claims that THIS is his proof...
Yes my friends...my husband took a picture of me sleeping. And I'm not sure I'm over that in itself.
But proof? This is his proof?
Poppy-cock I say...poppy-cock!!
Anyone can see from looking at this picture that he has kicked those covers onto me. I have no control over what happens to them once they are put onto my side of the bed!
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for helping me put an end to this debate. I am eternally grateful!