I guess roofing photos are on the horizon?
Or photos with the roofers?
EJ isn't feeling too well - I'll blame my own illness for his. I figured I'd put lotion all over him to make him feel better.
Too. Much. Perfume. In the lotion. Made us both horribly worse.
A got bored and tattooed her neck. Or chin. Or both?
And EJ decided to boycott photos tonight.
That is, until he realized what fun we were having.
And that was our evening tonight.