He claims to have done an experiment once where he ate cheese all evening then had some horrendous nightmares he had to have the next day off work.
- Why would you do this with your evening?
- How bad do your dreams need to be to need a day off work?
- Why didn't he tell me this before I married him?
In my post c-section state being helf hostage on the sofa by a breastfeeding 3 week old, I really want him to go grate me some cheddar. How do I convince him it will all be ok?