Sigh. Really, I've had this happen before. I forgot Susie's nighttime diaper last night and she wet our bed.
[Yes, she still comes into our bed. By the time you have 6 kids, you don't care anymore. Not much, anyway...]
And as we all know, in this sort of situation Larry gets up and tries to look alert while I clean up the damage. But last night? I managed to strip the 2/3 of our bed that Larry wasn't sleeping on, rub baking soda into the offending spot, strip Susie, and wash and redress her - all without his waking up. In fact, he snored through the whole thing, despite my efforts to be as noisy as possible. Somehow I resisted hitting him with Susie's pee-soaked puppy-dog pajamas. It was tempting, though.
Maybe 19 years of marriage can be a maturing experience, after all...