the men will play.
Last night I had my first real marketing event.
Cliff spend the night with his dad. They were flyin solo.
Mom met me to pick up Little Bitty around 1, and I didn't get home until about 9.
It was a long time to not see my little manny.
At about 6, I sent Zac a message to see how Clifford was holding up.
Making sure he was not a disaster.
I was expecting a text back like, "good, ate 3 ounces" or "peed through his outfit, sleeping now."
Instead, I got this picture....
with the message....
"he's shitfaced"
Hahahaha! Cracked me up.
I literally laughed out loud.
It is totally a drunk face!
How many times have you seen that same expression on a college student's facebook page?
Suffice it to say, that response was unexpected.
By now you'd think that I would have a handle on my husband's special brand of ridiuclousness.
Poor Cliffy.
Let us all hope that in the future that you are a bit more photogenic.
Hah Hah. So funny. Once my daughter was at a conference. My SIL sent her a video with music of poopy in the potty of their little girl.
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ReplyDeleteGood night! I take a train ride to KS and come back and the WHOLE landscape has changed - a farm is sold/bought, you build furniture, and your men operate totally w/o you for an evening! No wonder you're hormonal!
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