He can sleep literally anywhere. The Daddy of our house is very, very tired at the end of the day after commuting to the city and back for his J-O-B. Notice the shoe...
That's my man.
He is so sexy because he does dishes... Here's some homegrown kitchen porn:
Notice the shirt tucked in in the front to emphasize the belly and untucked in the back for no good reason at all...
And he is a pancake-making virtuoso--replete with family recipe (torn out of a 1970's Sunset magazine article). Note to self: must school Mr. Whoozyer in the art of scraping carbon particles off of breakfast food before serving. Or the art of martyrdom--as the martyr, he eats the crappy pancake.
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