The B was with me the entire day coz it's my rest day from work. He was being his usual pesky self (meaning real inquisitive and trying to wreak havoc in the room.) I kept telling him to stop and he wouldn't. When I saw that he was trying to dismantle the entire desk AGAIN, I screamed. It was out of frustration and sheer impatience. Poor tornado was startled and ran away from me. Then he ran right to me and lifted his hand to give me a hug. Imagine that, I screamed and he comforts me.
I don't deserve my baby. He's way too nice.