So, I'm a day late. We all knew this would happen sooner or later (or both). Anyway, here goes:
Last week we took Will to Atlanta to go to the aquarium (more on that in another post). Zach was going to meet some clients for lunch, so we were driving through Atlanta in heavy traffic, not exactly sure where we were going. Will was tired of being in the car and started melting down...whining, fussing, etc. Under his breath, Zach mutters, "I am going to lose my freakin' mind!" From the backseat, Will replies, "No, Daddy. You're going to lose your PANTS!" And then he started laughing hysterically. Luckily, we did too.