James is making tater tots, and I peeked into the oven to see. They’re all standing up on their ends. I might be crazy but I thought that was the cutest thing ever, so I gave him a hug and said “awww you stood them all up on end!” He couldn’t understand why I thought that was so special, since he’s always done it that way and it’s just normal. Whatever.
But THEN, he was like “Okay go write about that now! I want to see an entry about me and my tots. Stat. I demand you blog about me.”
You know, he used to be bashful about me writing all his cute things here.
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