Sunday morning we woke up to this:
I'm the mother of a very attractive, albeit poor, single, available RM.
So either someone has a secret crush, or it is all a joke instigated by his numerous male friends, probably the latter. At any rate, I'm secretly pleased-because of course I think he is cool and cute.
Aww. we love Steve too and he rocks our socks.
Now come back and wash off my driveway.
P.S. You'll note that there are no flowers in the front. I lied on Sat. Flower planting didn't happen. My body told me....no planting happening today. Plus the fact that it was over 100 degrees on Sat. Ug.