my husband, the king of romance.
tonight gioel came into luca's room when i was lying in bed putting him to sleep, walked in a circle and left. i said "what are you doing?" and he said "crop dusting" (my mom is here in living room and i guess he needed some tactic to disperse his bumbers)
luca responded, "dad, it doesn't smell like crap in here"
No comments:
Post a Comment