Zane kills me. Tonight I was worn out after working 9 to 5, doing website work after that, putting up a Christmas tree, and then doing homework. I took a minute to lay down with Zane in bed while Nash was taking his bath. Apparently, my hair was everywhere on his pillow. He starting trying to smooth it with his hand and he said Mama.....you willy need to fix your hair. You kinda wook wike a monster.
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 05:15:21 +0000