He is a well-trained husband!
Seanie washed the French press yesterday and its pieces were scattered all over the kitchen counter. It's morning and I need coffee, but I couldn't remember how to put them together. I asked Seanie to fix it while he was still in bed. He told me to bring the pieces to him, so I did, and he assembled everything while lying on his back with his eyes closed.
Good husband.
Good husband.