A few minutes ago, DH was running around trying to print FedEx labels, feed animals, finish up his work assignments and get shipping boxes together before 5:30. He was frantic.?
DH: ::dripping sarcasm:: Ugh! Please come up with a way for me to be BUSIER!?
Me: ::patting belly:: I'm growing it.
DH: ::Falls defeatedly onto the couch:: Holy fvcking hell.
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I call this The Great "I'm Gonna be a Father???" Realization. It's pretty damn hilarious when it happens.
Re: Granting DH's wish