Last night Jack officially became a rock star.


Broken Epiphone SG

Yesterday the wife and I took to cleaning our room. Since Jack is still in our room we have a lot of his shit stuff in our room. We also tend to get a lot of laundry in our room that needs to be folded when we hide it from guests coming over. (Shhhh, don’t tell Kaylie I told you that).

Our room also tends to be the last place we clean and by the time it’s our rooms turn, we stop caring and go to bed instead.

Well yesterday we decided (by we I mean Kaylie) that we needed our room to be clean. So we undertook this task with mucho gusto in our hearts and a twinkle in our eyes. We whisked away the clothes to their magical land of laundry, which is just another world in our video game of life that is one of those annoying re-occurring worlds. It’s like the water worlds ion Mario, no one really likes them.

Once all the clothes where in their new, although temporary, home we moved on putting the rest of the shit stuff away. We moved trash into the black bag of oneness. Hangers would put back on the closet guillotine.

Well, while we where doing all of this Jack was crawling around on t he floor doing his Jack thing, like he does.

He is now a rock star.

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