A few months back, Jon brought me home a shirt and a hat from a road trip he went on. 

It looked like this:

“Jon, why did you get me that shirt?”

“Because, I thought you would like it.” with a smirk on his face.

“WHY would I wear that?”

“Well, because I thought you would think it was funny.”

“hmmmm. ok…? You are so weird”

The hat and shirt have sat in my closet now for over a month.  It wasn’t until last week that I was listening to my Christmas music and Jon piped up and said…

“Why haven’t you ever worn that “I Love Beaver shirt?  

You listen to his music ALL the time!”

“That’s BEIBER honey.  NOT BEAVER.”

Who is the real blonde here anyway?!