Bonehead

I love my husband. Really, I do. But sometimes, he can be such a bonehead!! Take last night for example...

We were eating pizza & Thanksgiving leftovers for dinner (yes, a delicious combo), and Greg thought it'd be funny to show Nate the 6 inch bone he was gnawing on. Excuse me, I mean he thought it'd be funny to THROW the bone at my child. On Nate's highchair tray actually. As to be expected, Nate was horrified (like me - bones totally gross me out!) and began to hysterically cry. I mean, who throws a bone at their kid???? Now don't worry, it didn't hit Nate, it just startled him. But please, how disgusting.

I just don't understand how someone as intelligent as Greg can be such a bonehead sometimes!!