Let me explain.
Master P and I are now regulars at our local grocery store, kind of how I used to be at my post-work happy hour spot except infinitely more boring. Anywhoodle, the butcher came running up to us the other day to say hello & offer my wee CEO, renowned fan of balloons, the nearest one. The Anonymous Husband & I giggled at the time but didn't think much of how others might view a young (old) couple strolling around the store with a "SALE" display attached to their toddler.
I just want to clarify - as I just did to our nervous babysitter, who kindly pretended that this was all normal - that, temped as I may be given the discipline challenges we've been having here at Pretty HQ, Master P is not in fact for sale. Not today, at any rate. I may, however, print this photo & throw it in that baby book I'm allegedly keeping up-to-date just for safekeeping or until he reaches adolescence . . .
9 comments:
I think it is a great picture! I am sure he must have been so excited to get the balloon!
How funny. I love it.
oh my gahh... love it!
That's awesome.
Too too cute. And so funny!
simply awesome.
Hilarious. Let me go ahead and warn you that he will soon start crying when you pass the grocery store wanting to go in...BB knows that's where the free cookies are ;-)
There's been a couple days I'd have been willing to discuss financing options for mine.
Oh, kidding! KIDDING!
:)
He's adorable!
New follower via AP and this is hilarious! Love the blog :)
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