I left Mike at home with the kids, and when I got back I asked him how Sophia did. He said she was fussing a bit while he was trying to get dinner going, so he put some of her puffs on the floor. Wait a minute, you did what? Yeah, he said he put puffs on the floor, and she crawled around on the floor and ate them.
I stopped and just looked at him. He says, what? And I'm like, you fed our daughter like a dog? You let her crawl around on the floor and eat puffs on the floor like a dog? Really?
Men . . . His excuse - she liked it. Please . . .
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