Husband: You'll probably want the kitchen warm when you get home, won't you?
Me: Jesus honey, it's 2 outside and falling. Don't act like you're hot.
Husband: Oh you know I'm hot honey
Me: Lol, uh huh.
Husband: And it's not 2, stop exaggerating. It's 4.5. BIG difference!
Me: Well, it's 2 here.
Husband: So I shouldn't go take the Christmas lights down then?
Me: Lol, no.
Husband: And you probably want me to tell Lil Fella to come in... because you never let us do what WE want to do.
Me: You did not let her outside.
Husband: She just wanted to make snow angels. She's only been out there for maybe an hour.
Me: You're such a liar.
Husband: Although she's just been laying there for like the last 10 min.
*5 min pause as I ignore him*
So I should go get her?
Me: Yes honey, absolutely. Turd.
Husband: It takes all the fun out of it when you know I'm not a moron.