Wednesday, January 24

Happy Birthday!

Bruce turned the big two-seven yesterday. He says it feels like the big two-six did, so *phew*. That's a relief.

When I woke up yesterday, I rolled right on over to give him his birthday morning kiss, and this lovely exchange took place:

Me: Happy Birthday, Baby! How do you feel?

Him: Like I did yesterday.*

Me: Well, that's good. [kisses him] There. I think you're the oldest man I've ever kissed.


Me: Well, actually, that's not true at all.

Him: ...

Me: Sorry 'bout that. That was a lie.

1 comment:

d said...

LOL. That is Hilarious.