Tuesday, June 21, 2011

we'll have a gay old time....

This morning, post shower, I was having an excruciatingly tough time getting Boy-o dressed.  In the, I-know- you're-talking-to-me-Mama,-but-I'm-pretending-you-don't-exist-while-playing-guitar-in-my-snappy-Diego- underwear sort of way.  And just as my frustration was about to peak, Boy-o looks up at me and says: "But Mama!  Remember when we went to the Pride Parade at City Hall and there were people in their underwear?  In the middle of the day?  Well, that's what I want to do."

And I couldn't for the life of me argue with that logic.  Diego underwear it is.

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