T got in last night well after good little mamas were in bed, snoozing away. He's safe and sound and not much the worse for wear after his week of unbridled geeking in L.A.
I'll share any pertinent E3 post-mortem later, but for now I was reminded why I am his complete and total love slave tonight when he watched hours of the uninterrupted "America's Next Top Model" marathon with me.
Of course.. uh.. I'm sure it was just an excuse to spend time with me. Or because he likes looking at hot chicks. But definitely not because he was actually interested. *cough* (See, Hon? I've totally got your back.)
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