A typical night in the erratic household.

Note: we are yelling; the boy is upstairs, I am downstairs.

Erratic: Ooh! Hell's Kitchen is coming back soon. That is all kinds of awesomeness

The Boy: I thought that was me.

Erratic: No, that is Hell's Kitchen. Top Chef is on tonight!

The Boy: I thought you didn't like the masters version.

Erratic: I mean, it's not as good as Top Chef, but it is still, you know, awesome food.

The Boy: Oooohhhhh

Erratic: Right. So You Think You Can Dance is back on.

The Boy: I'll be upstairs.

More than likely watching some sort of extreme fishing on ice in a truck or some shit.

I seriously love this man.

P.S. As soon as I hit publish post, I will yell up - "I just blogged about you" and he will instantly check his iPhone. It's what we do.

Update:

Erratic: I posted about you.

The Boy: Uh-Oh

Erratic: Just read it.

The Boy: OK

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Erratic: Did you read it?

The Boy: No.

Erratic: You are turning me into a liar here.

The Boy: ha ha check your comments

Erratic: You're a dick face.