The difference between mothers and fathers

This morning when the family woke up, Kent and I realized that Tallulah had not crawled in bed with us.

Me: "Oh no! Is something wrong?" Immediate rush into Tallulah's room to check on her breathing status. Whew. Still breathing.

Kent: Stre--etch. "That was some good sleeping! You think this is the beginning of a trend? Kellie? Kellie? How'd you get out of bed that quick?"