BB is staying with my gma. We left him there when we came back from visiting. I think he likes it better there than he does at home. I'm just telling you this so you don't assume he was witness to what happened in my bathroom this morning.
BD was in the shower, singing christmas songs at the top of his lungs.
"Rudolph the red nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose...."
"Rudolph with your nose so bright won't you drive my sleigh tonight"
Then in the best Joe Pesci voice he can muster:
"Pull your own fucking sleigh santa! Suck my red nose!"
I look through the shower door in bewilderment and tilt my head to the side.
He said, "that was the mafia version."
Oh, right, the mafia version. Duh.
And then after he got out of the shower he smelled my armpits because I couldn't remember if I put on deodorant. We're weird.