I overheard John on the telephone the other day. His friend (who happens to be a chef) wanted to bring over a homemade cheese cake and was asking if it would be ok. (Duh.) Anyway, this is what I heard:
"Ok, you may not have noticed, but my wife is pregnant. Of course she wants cheese cake. She has been eating like a champ lately. In fact, she pulled our bed into the kitchen and has been sleeping in front of the refrigerator."