I realize he’s sleeping in this picture. It took a whole lot of work to get him to this point. He’s an expert sleep evader/rest avoider.
AND HE’S UP!
It’s hilarious to wear your pants on your head.
By the time it was Justin got home we had resorted to climbing over mama. He was tired. I was tired. Everyone was tired. Not too tired to find everything that happened at dinner hilarious. The dog licking his spoon? A crack up. Dad belching? Total knee slapper.