I got off work today and went charging into the house looking for my non-hairy boy.  Wow!  He’s so cute in his little “Hug Magnet” longsleeve, I thought.  Why don’t I go over and give him a great big hug!

Like a zit under pressure, he popped.

Ok, but when you said lunch is on me...I didn't know THAT was what you meant!


Maybe it’s just me, but these kinds of hugs don’t give me that warm, fuzzy feeling.

I see the Worm’s mastered the silent vomit.

The student has given the teacher a lesson today.

Gavin – 6; Dad – 4