Earlier today I was hanging out on facebook, looked beside me and saw this.
I took to twitter, facebook and tumblr asking what was wrong with this picture. It was like I was in shock. It is an empty coffee cup. Totally unacceptable.
As I was preparing Little Brother for his afternoon nap I was thinking of how as soon as I lay him down I must go fix this empty coffee cup dilemma.
I am walking down the stairs and Big Brother is yelling “Daddy is home, Daddy is home”. BS Daddy isn’t home for another hour.
I look outside and sure enough Daddy is home. Not only is he home but he came with presents.
That is one Iced Latte with a shot of vanilla just for me. Empty coffee cup problem solved. This man sure knows the way to my heart. It really is the little things that count. Like bringing your wife a Timmies when you come home from work.