If you turn around and your husband looks like this, you are winning at life.
The conversation behind this photo went
something exactly like this:
I’m at the sink in the kitchen, washing something (fruit) and I hear Tim singing over the whirring of the vacuum cleaner, “I’m sexy and I know it….wiggle wiggle wiggle…I work ouuut.”
I turn around and am like, “Why on earth are you singing that?”
He stops pushing the vacuum cleaner, looks me square in the eye and dead pans, “Come on, tell me…what is sexier than THIS?” gesturing to his current “attire” (Kellan) and the vacuum.
Cue full on belly laughing from yours truly for five straight minutes because OF COURSE.
(and the reason that there are prickly thingies on the chairs is because SOMEONE (ALEGRE) keeps using the chairs as her springboard to jump up on the table, thinking it is her own personal lounge chair)