My husband had to catch an 8 a.m. plane this morning. He's got yet another torturous business trip that he was completely dreading. He & I went to bed last night as soon as The Kid got home from his party, around 11.
Earlier in the week, Big Daddy & My Kid had played Scrabble. The board remained spread out on the dining room table because they're boys and as we all know, it's been scientifically proven that testes render one genetically incapable of ever putting anything away.
This morning when I got up, I saw that My Kid had left this for his dad:

If that doesn't touch your heart, I'm pretty sure your internal organs are carved from granite.









1 comments:
Awww.. Kalisah, I was a little worried that another one of the blogs I stop by regularly was going offline. I'm glad you decided to start anew. I'm liking it already:
"The board remained spread out on the dining room table because they're boys and as we all know, it's been scientifically proven that testes render one genetically incapable of ever putting anything away."
Gold.
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