When the parent police inevitably ask us who taught Tom to blow bubbles in his milk, I am going to pull this picture out.
And then I’m going to point at the love of my life and say, “He did it!” in a really obnoxious way.
When the parent police inevitably ask us who taught Tom to blow bubbles in his milk, I am going to pull this picture out.
And then I’m going to point at the love of my life and say, “He did it!” in a really obnoxious way.
Even better: when Tom won’t stop doing it in a restaurant and it’s really annoying, you can look at Kevin and remind him that it’s all his fault.