I don’t even know where to start with this… although I guess “Happy Birthday, Jazzy” would be most appropriate 😂
The poem. That niece-tackle. The stolen-phone selfies. 😍😍😍
And is David getting a closer look at her name tag?? I cannot.
And then this….
Not sure why I love it when D. watches The Voice with us… especially when I’m not actually watching The Voice… just watching his watching… oh dear lawd, my head hurts.
Never change one hair on that fluffeh head of yours, porkchop.