WAITING FOR DADDY TO COME HOME FROM WORK SO WE COULD START OUR WEEKEND
Who cares that our weekend will be full of yard work and garage cleaning?
Who cares that you and Brooklyn are sort of sick?
Who cares that we don't get to sleep in at all?
Who cares that we have no awesome plans?
Who cares that you have to study a ton and take a test tomorrow?
Who cares that it is suppose to be windy and rainy most of the weekend?
Okay, I am starting to care. This sounds like it is going to be a crappy weekend....
All well, at least I get to spend this crappy weekend with you.
I love you.