Friday night is the only night I splurge and watch a movie after the kids are in bed.  Saturday nights get too late with 9:00 church.  So I started a movie about 8:30ish.  Dan says he's going to be soon, he has to go to work at 5:30 the next morning.  (note: he's been working 10 1/2 hour days this whole week.)  Okay, fine.  Go to bed.
The movie ends around 11:30 and I head to bed. 
There's a lamp on low left on for me, so I try to be as quiet as possible.  Dan wakes up anyway, looks at me and says "good morning."  I thought it was an odd thing to say, maybe he's just being sarcastic. 
Then he looks at the clock and says out loud, "it's 11:30".  Good he sees that it's still nighttime.  Right? 
I head to the bathroom and realize (too late of course) that I need more toilet paper.  I call for Dan (since he's awake anyway) and he gets up and brings me some. 
I finish my bathroom nighttime routine and go back to the bedroom.  He's kneeling by the bed. 
I say, "What are you doing?"
"Praying," he responds. 
OK, he must have forgotten to pray earlier, right?  I kneel down to pray with him and I say the NIGHTTIME (wording should have been noticed, right?) prayer. 
I then get into bed and he heads for the bathroom.  After a few minutes I realize the shower is running.
"What is he doing?" I wonder.  I go in the bathroom, he's taking a shower. 
I ask "Why are you showering now." 
"Isn't it morning?"  he asks.
How could he still think it was morning??  He had actually said out loud, "it's 11:30." 
We both just laughed, it was so funny. 
I think being 6 hours early for work is a little excessive. 
And, by the way, the next morning he didn't remember getting me the toilet paper either!