Sam's obsession with butts is still hangin' on. Not always accurate, but hangin' on.
The other night, he kept pulling down the neckline of my tshirt, pointing to my cleavage, and yelling, "Butt! Butt!" Awesome.
I mean there are websites dedicated to quizzes where you try to determine if you are looking at a butt or at cleavage so I guess I should go easy on the little dude, but c'mon man.
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