I don’t really smoke. But I do really have a toddler who aint got no couth.
The Rabbit took this picture of me a few days ago. I wasn’t really smoking, duh, but the thing did leave a nasty smoke taste in my mouth. I call it gross and I shall never wear a pipe out my mouth again.
At the same time Ryan was getting this awesome picture of me in such a refined state, Jesse was doing something gross on the sidewalk because when I asked his older brother to please find him some shorts his brain melted just a little and he forgot to put underwear on him and so when Jesse had his “accident” on the public sidewalk there was nothing to contain it.
I nodded towards the toddler and asked the Rabbit, “What is Jesse doing?”
He chuckled and said, “I’ll get a baggy”.
And then all I could do was laugh because there was a young couple walking by who I’m sure will never have a child who would do such a thing.
I hope we’re not as bumpkin as we look.
Oh, no. We are, aren’t we.
I had a pipe in my mouth. I guess I kind of asked for this.
Good grief, people. It was only for a second. I didn’t even inhale or anything.
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