So many things happening, my baby getting closer and closer to what could, very potentially, make him the happiest man alive, and still, here I am, very much bothered by the fact that WHY didin't he put his glasses on the windowsill instead of the bed?! Maybe it's just me and my own dreaded fear of rolling over my own glasses in my sleep... Idk, but shit's expensive. Anyway, rooting for grandpa to step up and let his grandson (my baby) be happy.
So many things happening, my baby getting closer and closer to what could, very potentially, make him the happiest man alive, and still, here I am, very much bothered by the fact that WHY didin't he put his glasses on the windowsill instead of the bed?! Maybe it's just me and my own dreaded fear of rolling over my own glasses in my sleep... Idk, but shit's expensive. Anyway, rooting for grandpa to step up and let his grandson (my baby) be happy.