One.
That’s the amount of hairbrushes circulating through my home at the moment. We used to have three but they disappear like my children when I ask “Who’s going to unload the dishwasher?” Lucky for me the remaining brush is from Aveda and happens to be my favorite.
So this morning when I caught Nathanael using it to brush Walter, the hobo-looking dog, I was just a bit upset. It makes me wonder if he has ever brushed Walter’s teeth with my toothbrush or let Walter snap a few photos with my camera.
I felt violated.
So I complained to Darren, hoping he would deliver a sentence worthy of the crime, but instead Darren started singing this song from the days when our children were younger:
And that made me laugh and forget I was mad.
Reason #12 that marriage is good.
