Apparently Pregnancy Brain goes both ways

Walking out of the house last night to go to dinner and run a couple errands, I hand Dallas the keys to lock up and then drive:

Dallas: ~sets keys on counter, follows me out of the house. Pats pockets.~ Do you have the keys?
Amy: I literally just handed them to you.
Dallas: Oh. I put them on the table...


Driving down the road:

Dallas: So-and-so bought a house.
Amy: I know. I told you that today.
Dallas: You did? I thought your dad did.
Amy: No, that was me.
Dallas: Huh...


Conversation over dinner:

Dallas: ~Talking about offer on house, counter, and the basic math involved~
Amy: ~Blank stare~
Dallas: Did that not make sense?
Amy: I understand the semantics, and I know you do too, but I think the words you are meaning to say are not the same as the words actually coming out.
Dallas: ~Blank stare~


Conversation over dinner takes several more baffling turns:

Amy: Why are you so jacked today?
Dallas: I had a Mr. Pibb.


We get home, I fall asleep suuuuuper early:

Amy: ~wakes up for a minute~
Dallas: ~giggling~ Listen to this! ~plays recording he made of me snoring~
Amy: Hey, you're mean!
Dallas: BWAHAHA! You rattled the bed! HAHA! And then Toby growled! Bwhahaa!! ~plays more of the recording~ BWAAAAHAHA HAHAA HA BWAA AHAHAAA ~wipes tears from eyes~
Amy: ~Goes back to snoring~



It's a good thing he's so cute!