February 6, 2009

I wasn't going to post

And then I thought about all you guys worrying about DadGuy and such and then it's like I have to at LEAST tell you that he's okay.

I mean, not that he's seen a doctor or anything but he does think I'm crazy for even suggesting it in the first place and blah blah blah.

What it boils down to, is he's a grown up and by grown up I mean bigger than me and I can't force him into the vehicle.

So we're going with "He's FINE."

Unless someone magically calls him and guilts him into it (*cough*cough*Kathryn*)

Beyond that, I got nothing. Because LIKE I SAID. I wasn't even going to post today. pffht.

The end.

Man.... this post is lame.