I was in the grocery store the other day lingering around the bakery smelling all the sugar checking out the fresh produce near the bakery when I overheard the sweetest thing ever.
Bakery Lady: "What do you want me to put on it?"
Note: I am standing nearby being nosy observant.
Keeper: "Oh, I'm not sure. My baby just got her first tooth and I wanted to get my wife a cake because she's all excited."
Ok now, feel free to go ahead and start getting all misty eyed and thinking gushy thoughts. Except for the one or two guys who openly read my blog....you can just shut it. We don't need anyone raining on our estrogen parade...except that I live for comments...so go ahead...I'll just act like I'm mad at you. ;)
Me: "Oh my gosh, that is soooo sweet! You are a keeper for sure!!"
Bakery Ladies: (all of them) *gushing profusely over keeper*
Keeper: (Standing there puffing his chest out like a turkey...or is it a peacock...or a penguin? I can't remember.) "Maybe we should put 'Got teeth?' on it."
How awesome is this man? I mean really!
....is he a playah...
....using cakes all over town to woo and pick up bakery ladies?
(Those hairnets and aprons are very sexy you know.)
Whew, I almost fell for it too!
Thank goodness I am a happily married princess who has a keeper too...