Then, they would stare at me, practically giddy, waiting for their favorite cheer of the week. I was equally as giddy because it was an excellent cheer. Sometimes I would pause for dramatic effect. Once I even pretended I forgot. They reminded me promptly. There was very little that got past them, to be fair.

I would take a deep breath and say…

“Happppppppyyyyyyyy…..”

And then, they’d join in…

“Fri-YAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!”

What the Tuck(man)

On chaos, progress, and one very pink bathroom

Love you to bits!