Our Weekend, Or Dear Channing Tatum: I Get It Now

As usual, no pictures of our amazing weekend were taken, but it was a great weekend none the less.

After a full day of cuddling with Jackson and teaching him how to use chop sticks, {which he picked up like a pro by the way} on Saturday, I spent a wonderful Saturday night with Mr. Becker, including a delicious dinner at Blue Burger in Chandler, and a homemade Pizookie {chocolate chip WALNUT, but who's into semantics?!} and a million and one laughs.

Then Sunday we made breakfast, and went to see 21 Jump Street, which was HILARIOUS.

I almost peed my pants laughing.

And as a side note, I have never considered myself one to like "pretty boys"- you know, Abercrombie and Fitch looking jock types, with the All-American bone structure and pale blue eyes that make any cheerleader drop her under-roos before you can say "Prom Queen", and therefor I have never thought Channing Tatum did much for me, and actually totally didn't understand the fascination with him. To be honest I thought he was kind of a shitty actor who just did sappy, low brow chick flicks like "Dear John" and I honestly considered myself "above" a crush on him.

But for some reason, after 21 Jump Street, ladies: I get it. 

I GET IT.

Anyhow, after the movie Bill and I appropriately stuffed ourselves on some delicious BBQ, and ended our weekend together with a few kisses and several "I Love You's"

I'm telling you, he's just the sweetest.

It's been a relaxing and fun weekend, right before an awesome 4 day work week.

Thank you Good Friday, and Canadian bosses who give us literally every holiday possible off from work.

Except flag day....wtf, why not flag day?!

Happy Sunday.