nerves

we were driving to greg's parents' house for sunday dinner and stopped to get gas. gregory decided to wash the windows and was taking for. ev. er. so naturally i laid on the horn. he was startled and started laughing then quickly finished and hopped in the car. he pretended to be angry and said sternly with a slight smirk "you are getting under my nerves!" i start to laugh and shake my head. "close, try again" he quickly corrects himself "and over my nerves too" i laugh harder as sweet husband gets further from the correct phrase" sorry for getting on your nerves, love." he rolls his eyes. little does he know that i find his mix ups charming.