Remember that new watch I told y’all about?

Well, I still haven’t figured it out. I have the time and date set, and an alarm, so for now that’s good enough.

But my daughter is fascinated. “Watch. Daddy.”

All through breakfast. “Watch. Daddy.” And then she pokes it. It’s hard the numbers to read the numbers since it’s now covered in cinnamon roll slime.

Just thought I’d share.

(update to correct my dyslexia)