#sorrynotsorry

I went to wake Jacob up from his nap yesterday and thought he had been straight up kidnapped.

He didn't appear to be in his bed, so I panicked. I yelled his name. 

Oh. Hey there Houdini.

Oh right. He just ripped his sheet (because he's the Hulk) and slid under it for some shut eye. Totally normal. 

He's my most favorite boy. His motto is #sorrynotsorry.

When he's quiet, I know to be prepared. It means I am either about to laugh: a lot or cry: a little. 

Yeah, that's my lipstick.

#sorrynotsorry

Yeah that's my purse. 

#sorrynotsorry

Yeah, that's my computer. 

#sorrynotsorry

Yeah, that's him growing up. 

#sorrynotsorry

You guys, he's wearing his own back pack for school. He's throwing his own stuff away in the trash. He's talking like a real kid. He's using a FORK for cryin' out loud. Why must these children defy me and continue to grow? It's an outrage. 

He's takin' selfies.

#sorrynotsorry

I'm going to put a stop to it right. now. Where is that kid? I have two arms ready to newborn snuggle him. #sorrynotsorry

Until Next Time, 

The Guff