Yes, it was my BIRTHDAY today!! And after last year’s dismal performance, this year shined brightly. It was a great day. The sun was actually visible!!! I got sunburned!!!
Anyway. I just had to share this gift that I got from my kids. And it wasn’t some, get-it-at-the-only-store-in-Watertown kind of thing. Morgan actually picked Charlie up after school and they drove to the CITIES to shop.
Today Charlie said, “I can’t wait to give you your present. It’s so awesome. You will love it.”
And then I opened this.
I shit you not.
And I’m wondering, “hmmmm.”
Is it bad that I really DO love it, or does that make me dysfunctional?