…is my favorite made-up word. That said, I can go forward with my original thought. And so, irregardless of my junky past week and the debilitating illness (wherein I face a very real danger of tissuing myself to death) of this current one, I’ve managed to eke out a universal truth AND PAY IT HEED:
There is absolutely no situation in which a 28-year old (namely, myself) should either be encouraged or allowed to wear any tee shirt that is only mildly baggy ON A TWO YEAR OLD.
On a completely irrelevant and non-incriminating side note; do you like Jack-Jack’s new shirt?
(He sure does.)
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