(Yes, yes. Valentine's Day was amazing and all, but I still have the right to make fun of my husband a little bit sometimes.)
THINGS JASON SAID TO ME OVER THE WEEKEND:
When I attempted to explain why I recently had to turn down additional freelance work: "It just doesn't seem like you're that busy during the day."
When Noah chucked his sippy cup behind the television stand: "Seriously. You cannot let him do stuff like that. You need to pay attention to him."
At 10 am: "Are you done yet?"
At 11:30 am: "Are you done yet?"
Pleadingly, at 12:30 pm, by which point Noah had eaten a handful of Teddy Grahams but no lunch and was pitching a massive tantrum: "Can you come downstairs?"
At 12:45 pm: "Hey, have you seen Noah's sippy cup?"