Mysteries

And apparently all of the odd things happen around here at night. I was just falling asleep last night, when The Husband rolls over, hums the woa-woa-woa line from Do You Know the Way to San Jose (or something like it) and goes back to sleep. Heh? I think he was dreaming of women in gogo boots.

On a related note, apparently The Boy needed the word "aura" the night before. Still a mystery...