My husband is gross. Oh wait, so am I

This morning’s text messages; The Zen Master is in blue, I’m in pink (cute right? ~sigh~)

6:37am- I love you

8:18am- Yay poopy for daddy 🙂

8:57am- Sweet

8:58am- Peanut butter?

8:58am- Kinda like canned spinach

8:59am- Wow… She is quite talented!

We are really perfectly matched…

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