[nate and i in the kitchen, having a conversation that is frighteningly inappropriate. and no, i'm not going to tell you. my grandma reads this blog. so no.]
nate, chuckling: this cracks me up.
me: what does?
nate: this. us! this conversation we're having. i feel like we should have a camera crew following us around.
me: oh honey...i feel like that every day.
and its true - i do.
because we have a special brand of crazy around these parts, y'all.