There's room for a little bribery in any healthy marriage

I didn't want to get up this morning with the little nipper. When he came to the side of the bed to poke me with that little index finger, I groaned, I begged him to go downstairs by himself, I rolled over, I gently suggested that maybe DADDY would get up. Daddy cracked an eyelid and asked me to get up with him, and he's take over at 10 a.m. or so.

I did, but I'm amazed he was able to sleep after the glare I shot him.

Well, after he got up a few hours later, and showered and came downstairs, he opened up his wallet and gave me $100 in cash.

Ohhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeah.