Adam@Home by Rob Harrell for August 01, 2019

His reluctance to actually work at his trade, and yet delve into his make believe world at a moments notice!!

Is the lemonade hard or soft?

Will they ever be disappointed when they wake in the morning and find that sweaty-Santa left them nada.

Are we there yet?

If chocolate chip cookies are an option, I would still go for the milk and cookies

PLEASE…SWEAR TO ME SHE WILL NEVER GET INTO POLITIC!!!

Ribs and lemonade. I want the Drippy job! Actually, when you say it out loud, not so much.

I don’t think they’ve given much thought to the connotation that drippy has.

Presents or not, I’m in! Will there be potato salad with the ribs?

This is so not funny. You don’t have to tell me I can leave, I’m already gone.

Anyone else love the fact they have t-shirts with Drippy the flying sweatmas popsicle? And yes I know this arc is silly but it brings back so many fun memories of times when my dad would encourage some of my own silly imaginative “arcs” (I’d take my dolls and stuffed animals to Swing School, for example, and “teach” them the fine art of using swings and slides and playground equipment, and my dad would help – it was just as silly, but those memories are precious, and that’s what I’m taking away from this entire story line)

Hope everyone out there is having a wonderful day. Rob, thanks for making me smile today. I needed it.

Just for those 2.