So Big is fairly competitive.
We race everywhere. To the car. To the house. To the end of the block. Across the rug (literally).
Today on the way to the YMCA he told me that he observed something about the flower girl that I hadn't.
This came out of nowhere as we haven't really talked about the wedding much lately.
What? I asked.
He responded: I saw that she had SIX moms and no dads.
Big: Yeah. I saw them. And I only have TWO moms and no dads. She's lucky.
He miscounted but still. . .
:@WilliamBaude: Keeping PROMESA?
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