Remember yesterday when I promised I’d show you pictures of our beautiful tree and our apartment all dolled up for the holidays?
Well, I will, but first I want to tell you a story.
One time last week, when Hubs and I were getting ready for bed, I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I got there first so I selected my toothbrush out of the container and added the toothpaste and started brushing. At least, I thought I selected my toothbrush…until I went to hand Hubs the pink one and we both looked down at that brush and then up at the blue brush that was currently hanging out of my open mouth.
And you know what else? I made a quick decision, shrugged, and just kept brushing while Wyatt rolled his eyes and grabbed the pink one. At that point, it didn’t really matter I suppose. And in all reality, we’ve certainly shared enough spit in other ways for this to not really gross us out. But kissing is different than a toothbrush, right?
Either way, it made me think of this, starting at 2:55 and going until 3:52, but watch the whole thing, really:
Anyway, sorry for this random interlude, I just needed to share.
Hope you enjoyed the laughs!
(Oh, and check back for Christmas photos! I promise!)