*this was a draft in my posts from a few months ago, i clicked on it today and rolled. wonder why i never published it?*
estee, so proud of her drawing of daddy.
saturday night chris sat and watched the movie ray for like 5 hours (for real, commercials and all) i was off doing my own thing like entertaining the girls and getting them to bed. after i was done with my normal routine around the house we happened to meet in the kitchen and i found him with his eyes closed getting a glass out of the cupboard.
this is the conversation that then ensued...
me: what are you doing sweetie?
him: pretending to be blind.
me: (holding in the laughter) oh really? why?
him: just to see how hard it would be as his hip nails the corner of the island (concrete, ouch) eyes still closed.
me: (as i hit him in the family jewels) pretty tough i bet.
him: eyes open, not knowing to laugh or cry.
love that guy so much.