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Like last year, I got invited to a Super Bowl party in the US tomorrow, so I’m leaving my 7-month pregnant wife at home alone for a week to go watch some football and play some golf. [insert manly grunts here]
The fact that my wife is actually okay with this is a testament to the health of our marriage. I love you, honey. See you in a week.
I’m dreading holding my daughter’s hand while she gets a dental filling tomorrow. She, in her blissful naivety, is actually looking forward to going to the dentist.
That’s one gigantic nerd phallus!
Nora: Poppy, give me money and the car keys, because I’m going to go to [far away grocery store] to buy carrots.
Slow Lunch Today (Taken with instagram)
Parenting.
