It’s a well known fact that The Boy is home from Nigeria. Hooray! So how did The Dog and I get ready?
Once he dodged the signs, then he stumbled upon….
As he followed his favorite pop soda, he entered the kitchen to find…
Then, he eyed a trail of….
Upon opening our bedroom door he found me… well…
He found me…
He found me on our bed, reading a book.
What did you expect? C’mon! It’s not that type of blog.