Me: "you are seriously this bored? I realize we have one more day until we celebrate Christmas and open presents, but you're going to start a conversation with me about birds? You ARE bored."
The Mister: "No, seriously, those little birds.."
The Mister: "I didn't finish."
The Mister: "What are those little birds that need a certain size hole in the..."
The Mister: "Wren birds?"
Me: "Just wrens, Babe."
Please come home soon. The Mister is losing his mind waiting for our Christmas to begin.