This morning before getting out of bed at 6:02 a.m., I pulled the covers over my husband and said: "Good Morning".
In response: "I love you. I'll make sure the runners don't touch your risotto."
This cracks me up! I once dated a sports reporter that said to me (when he'd apparently fallen asleep mid-conversation in bed): "Babe... a couple of years down the line, you'll have a gold glove and two batting titles." LOL.