We dont sleep

My sleep really stinks right now.  And your sleeping patterns have never been that great.  But when I'm not sleeping, you just lip out and let me toss and turn.  You rarely, if ever, kick me out to the couch.  It helps that we have an extra bed these days, but you still have a very unselfish approach to the whole thing.  Just one more reason I'm the luckiest man on earth.