I have a confession to make.
I sat in this very spot all day.
I'm talking12 hours now.
As soon as Evan said audios, I parked my derriere here and I haven't moved except to do important things. You know, like pee, let scout in/out, and eat junk.
Complete junk. All day.
Stuff like this:
Along with left over birthday Shrimp Alfredo, ice cream with fudge, cinnamon sugar pop tarts with a glass of milk, hummus and chips, a cup of tea, mallow cups, bad, bad, bad stuff.
Scout did this:
If you can't tell hes pouting.
I guess he got over the whole I-hate-dad stunt.
He was bawling like a little baby, begging Evan to take him along, while he was packing the car. I guess he is stuck with just me again, which I'm pretty positive he won't mind.