Wrecker…
So I was laying in bed one morning this weekend and Nate decided to come in and hang out.
By way of context for those of you who don’t see him on the regular, he’s a half foot taller than Katie now and rapidly catching up to me.
So he comes in and crawls up my side of the bed and rolls over me. Nay… steamroll would be a better way to phrase it. I grunt and groan through the ordeal until he nestles into an empty space and then chimes in singing “I came in like a wrecking ball.”
Can’t say he doesn’t have a spot-on sense of humor and comedic timing, that’s for sure.
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