I mean, really

I got up at 5:30 this morning and made Joe pancakes and bacon for breakfast before work.  This may sound like a nice way to wake up, but evidently he woke up to me gone from the bed and heard banging around in the kitchen and thought that I was in labor.  So he was all excited that we were having a baby today and instead he got blueberry pancakes. 

To be fair, the only reason I got up was that I woke up at 4:30 with the ridiculous Nannerpuss song stuck in my head.