One of my favorite things about Morrison is that he has these occasional moments of profound perspective and gratitude in which he truly just stops to appreciate what he has, out loud. Oftentimes the thing he appreciates is me, and in those moments I forgive every dish that’s ever been left in the sink or just sort of NEXT to it and love him infinitely. Yesterday I invited him to a Folding Party, which in our house is a really fun exclusive Hollywood party in which you stand in the bedroom and fold all of your clothes. He said There is nothing I would love more and I was like, really? and he said, YES. And forgetting for a moment that he has these kinds of Moments, I asked, why are you so excited to fold clothes? And he said, Because I Have them. I have Clothes.