3:30am

Baby cries.

DH:”I’ll take her.”

Me: “No, I got her.”

DH: (still not moving, face mashed into the pillow)”No, I’ll take her”.

Me: (making moves to get the baby) “Oh yeah, where are you going to take her?”

DH: (half defiant, half gallant, but completely still asleep) “I can nurse her!”

What a guy.  Service oriented to the core, even when he’s half crazed with sleep deprivation.