Today while I was at work Drew called me with this sobering news:
Drew: "Hama. I broke my foot."
My response: "How did you do that?"
D: It was an alligator! In the toilet. I tried to scare him off with my toes but instead he saw them as bait and bit it. BUT it was a toothless alligator and so instead of getting all cut and mangled he rolled and twisted it and broke my foot.
M: (Uncontrollable but quiet laughter) "I'm sorry I can't come home and hang out with you."
I love that my husband wants me to come home and spend time with him. I love that he is so imaginative and continues to make me laugh. I hope you enjoy this as well.
Also if you have an appropriate picture of a toilet alligator I would love to post it. (I know I may be asking for trouble so please note the word "appropriate")
