So, the other day I was on my way home from an appointment when I spotted a motorcycle with an interesting license plate. On the back of this expensive ride (Harely Davidson?) was the plate "Y I WORK". The whole way home it made me think, "Why do I work? Why do any of us work?" Then, it dawned on me ... faces like the photo below are why I work...
For the record, the kiddo was extra tired causing his unhappiness with the 'rents.
1 comment:
I absolutely adore this picture of him.
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