This morning I had to run back into the house after I had already kissed Richard goodbye (I'm trying to cut down on time away from my cell phone, what with Cara just ABOUT to give birth, and the fact that I, myself, am a ticking time bomb...).
When I got inside, I thought I could hear something strange.
At first I thought Rich was on the phone, but it seemed way too cheerful for a 7:30am phone call.
"Rich?" I shouted.
Nothing, just the continued sing-song banter coming from somewhere in the house.
"Richard?!"
Silence.
"Yeah...?"
"Who are you talking to?"
"No one."
"Were you singing?"
"No..."
"What were you doing?"
"Singing. To Pedro."
Made my whole morning. Too stinking cute.
p.s. I'm banking on the fact that Rich won't read my blog today because he's too busy. I think he'd kill me if he knew I was posting this.
6 comments:
I'm picturing a 2am concert for Pedro and the wee babe. They'll both be throwing out requests for songs.
Wait 'til you catch him singing to DesvousJunior.....that will melt you!
oh my gosh, that image is too precious! he must be practicing up for the babe. :)
That's adorable! What was he singing?
oh wow - that is GREAT!! i love it. busting someone singing is the best! all you can do the rest of the day is chuckle to yourself.
What if he reads the blog tomorrow?
You in trubbah.
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