I am having a moment.
I just opened the door and suddenly realised, “Dayo! You’re taller!” Immediately followed by the internal thought, “When is he going to slow down on this tall shit?”
“Not only that, there’s something growing out of my chin,” he deadpans.
“You lie! Show me!”
And yes, there is a single longish chin hair growing from his face.
I want to fucking cry, but I feel weird. My face is hot. My emotions are racing all over the place. I want to fucking cry. But I can’t.
I HAD A TO STAND ON TIP TOE TO LOOK UP AT THIS CHIN HAIR!
(That could be fair?)
I just had a baby boy and there is a man in my house.
I think I’m going to have a glass of Baileys tonight.