I've started eating crackers in bed. It makes Seth so mad.
Once he woke up at 4 in the morning and looked over to find me nibbling on a cracker. He didn't even bother to say a word to me. He just covered his head with a pillow.
Other times he says things, like "Dani, I can't believe you." Sometimes he just sighs and shakes his head.
But since I'm incredibly hilarious, the other night we had been lying in the dark for a while, trying to go to sleep, when I decided it was cracker time. I quietly felt for one at the side of my bed, then took a small bite. Before Seth had a chance to say anything, I said, "Hey, Seth, want a crack--"
"NO!!!" he roared.
This is going to have to be one of those shticks between us. You know, the ones that make me laugh so hard but that he just thinks are annoying? Yeah, those. I love those.