This morning I accidentally gave K a little peep show. I thought he was at work because he always leaves the house by 7:30 on weekdays. So it was a complete surprise at 8:00 when he came through his bedroom door which is right beside the linen closet where I was digging for a towel for Shawn, dressed only in underclothes. He looked petrified for a second, then seemed to recover and said, Great are we doing this now? and started to pretend he was taking off his shirt. Funny man.

By the time I was dressed the two of them were downstairs at the kitchen table laughing at me and making fun. They sound like those two old bastards on the Muppet Show. I keep expecting to come home one day to find a note from them telling me they've fallen in love with each other and are leaving me.



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