We all went to see some friends of mine tonight. Since they were involved in making our fantasy trip even more fantastical, we took along the Mickey ears so the boys could show them off.
You’ll hear more about them tomorrow when I can do them justice (the friends, not the ears). Anyway, we had the boys out way too late. Elias got a little slaphappy, and also developed a world-class stuffy nose in about the last 20 minutes before we got home. He suddenly can’t say Ts or Ms very well. So when I was putting him to bed he called me his crazy liddle bobby.
Punk. But a very cute punk, so he gets away with it.