Pickles and Apple Juice

Around 1 am in the morning, my husband comes home from work and pursues to raid our fridge. 

Comes to the bedroom with a jar of Milwaukee's baby dill pickles. He eats 7 of them and suckers me into eating a couple.

Goes back to the kitchen, puts the pickle jar away and pours a glass of apple juice. Comes back into bed and we share the glass.

Gets up, goes back to the fridge and opens up a jar of Bread and Butter pickles. I think to myself "is it possible for husbands to be pregnant?"

We go to sleep and I hope that my pickle-breathe is gone by morning for work. :)