Deer in Headlights

This past weekend, my husband thought he could pull a fast one on me. I'm a sleeper. I love sleeping! And I especially love sleeping later on weekends. And often times, he stays in bed with me - not because he wants to but because he says I guilt him into staying. Well, this last Saturday, a noise woke me up and as I turned off, I opened my eyes slightly and saw this:

My husband was standing completely still, afraid to move, hoping I would keep turning over and fall back to sleep so he could sneak out of the room. He looked like a deer in headlights - totally busted. Apparently this is his fallback move for weekend mornings when he is trying to sneak away early to play video games while I'm still sleeping. And apparently it works quite often.