Earlier this week, T called me at work to let me know it was snowing and I should maybe try to leave early as to avoid potentially hazardous driving conditions.
(I find it cute that he worries about me. I guess if he didn't, we'd have problems, right?)
About 30 minutes later, he sent me this photo, accompanied by the following text message:
Yo yo yo, get back 2 the crib, baby.
Holla.
Awesome.
1 backtalk:
Love it!
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