Snuggling with daddy this evening.
Funny conversation about this. I made a quick attempt to try my hand at making a piece of art for our bedroom this morning while I was talking on the phone to my cousin. I wasn’t trying anything fancy (obviously) and wasn’t putting a lot of time into it because I was just experimenting. So I threw it into an extra Ikea frame I hadn’t used yet. When Dave got home I asked him if he liked my art work. He asked me where I got it. I told him I made it. And explained that I knew it was not that great but don’t be too mean. He then asked where I printed the picture off and clearly I didn’t do it. Then I really thought he was joking. I told him it took me a few minutes, but he’s convinced that I printed it off the internet and transferred it to the wood. Which I guess is compliment. But really funny at the same time.