Went to Iowa this weekend. Didn’t eat corn. Did attend the best tailgate ever. All thanks to my mother-in-law who planned the perfect birthday weekend for Casey’s dad! We heard countless stories about their college days and learned all about those two party animals…I mean…perfect students.
We were missing Elle, but we laughed for two days straight with Casey’s cousins, or my cousins, as I prefer to refer to them…especially since they tend to laugh at ALL my jokes.
P.S. Our 13-year-old cousin is almost taller than Casey. SOOOOOO AWESOME.
Also, we met the next Heisman-winner. Just kidding, it’s Maggie.
We also discussed my career with our cousin, Mia.
Mia: What’s your job?
Me: I work at an advertising agency.
Mia: YOU’RE A SPY?!
kinddddaaaaaaaaa….jk not at all.
May have accidentally let a BAD word slip in front of those pretty little ears also. She called me out immediately…
Mia: I’M RIGHT HERE.
So, it was good to come home to furbabes who can’t understand English or distinguish bad words from good ones. But it was bittersweet to leave after such a short time of having 100% fun 100% of the time.
And it was so good to celebrate Casey’s dad, or my father-in-law, as I prefer to refer to him. HAPPPPPPPY BIRTHDAY, TER BEAR! JK I’m not supposed to mention that nickname anymore.
Maggie was also super excited to celebrate her dad’s birthday. And to take a snapchat.
And it’s always good to chill with my golden boy.