Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Why does my husband find it necessary to ask me the stupidest questions?



The entire family is enjoying a day at The Great Wolf Lodge.  (For those of you who don't know, that is the indoor waterpark version of Disneyland.)  The 3-year-old has finally exhausted himself into a stupor, so I grab a towel for him out of the giant bin marked "clean towels".  Cut to my husband asking me (in an irritated voice, no less)..."Is that a CLEAN towel?"  To which I responded, "No dear.  That kid just wiped his butt with it and gave it to me."

Love,
Tiffany

3 comments:

  1. Tiff,

    That shizit just made me cackle.

    Love,
    Katie

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  2. Tears, Noods! Well done. You are officially in the game.

    Love,
    Kristen

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  3. I stand by my tone and by my comment!

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