09-20-2018, 05:50 PM
Caleb and Zach sat at the table, pulling Noah's highchair closer so that they could both keep an eye on their devious and mischievous one-year-old "I'd still feel more comfortable if you took Jen along with you, girl has fashion sense out the wazoo, if nothing else." Caleb said as he started slowly chewing on the bits of chicken and noodles, but pushed the peas to the side of the plate whenever he found them.
"As much as I love you, babe... Your fashion sense is about... one level above 'Hobo' - All you wear are shirts and jeans, when you don't have a costume designer at your back telling you what you need to wear..." Caleb shook his head and smiled "And your tuxedo for Hollywood events, that's already been made for you and not hard to pick out of your closet..."
"As much as I love you, babe... Your fashion sense is about... one level above 'Hobo' - All you wear are shirts and jeans, when you don't have a costume designer at your back telling you what you need to wear..." Caleb shook his head and smiled "And your tuxedo for Hollywood events, that's already been made for you and not hard to pick out of your closet..."
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