I remember after my fourth kid was born, I'd wake up in the middle of the night sometimes... my wife would be there staring at me... with a meat cleaver in her hand.
Ég man eftir ađ fjķrđa barniđ mitt fæddist og ég vaknađi stundum um miđja nķtt og konan mín sat ūarna stundum starandi á mig međ kjötexi í hendinni.