Yesterday we found a little "Happy Father's Day" booklet in Taylor's room. He's our 8-year old and evidently made this gift for me at the end of the school year and was supposed to give it to me--but forgot.
It was cute. Had nice drawings on every page with his view of me. My dad's favorite food...banana pudding. My father is good at...building stuff. I love it when my father...throws me on the couch.
Stuff like that.
Then I turned to the last page and found this...
I knew I wasn't athletic--and I guess my 8-year old also knows that. He thinks when I'm sitting at my desk in front of my computer and paying bills...that is my favorite sport.
By the way, do I really look like an alien from the back?