I thought Flashback Fridays were back in full swing, but my old photos are in the kids room and I tend to blog while they're napping. So since my flashback plans for the day are thwarted once again, here's something you might not know about Spencer.
OK, I didn't know it either until last night. The passing of the King of Pop brought out a whole new side of my husband. Apparently, he's a closet Michael Jackson fan. The radio station we were listening to last night was playing only his music and song after song, Spencer knew every word. And all this time he's been forcing his ghastly country music on my innocent ears when we could have been listening to Michael Jackson. (Though Michael Jackson is only a small step better than country.)
And when I was still teasing Spencer about it this morning, his comment was, "Come on. Who hasn't put on a white glove and tried to moon walk?" When I laughed, he tried to play it cool like he was joking, but I'm pretty sure he's tried.
Sorry babe for exposing you over the world wide web. Your secret's out. But it makes you even cuter.