Me: Hey hon. C'mon, let's go. Time to head to the gym.
Katie: Okay, just let me finish reading this chapter.
Me: How many pages do you have left?
Katie: About 12. Just give me five to 10 minutes.
Me: I'll go for 10 just to be safe.
I head downstairs to catch up on my Google Reader subscriptions. I really start to get on a tear and realize that I have read through more than 100 articles/posts and that more than 45 minutes have passed.
I head upstairs and Katie is fast asleep with her book open in front of her.
I lay down beside her and gently shake her awake. Her eyes flicker open and dart around the room trying to take it all in and figure out what's going on.
Me: 10 minutes, eh?
I detect a bulb of recognition slowly come alight as she begins to recall pieces of our earlier conversation.
Me [in a jokingly scolding voice]: And what do you have to say for yourself?
She looks at me, gives me one of her guilty grins complete with wide eyes, and opens her arms for a hug.
I love her apologies.
Sorry for the early morning sap.