30 going on ....

Last week was Luciano's 30th birthday. Now, he appears to be going through some kind of regression. Not to worry though, I think it's merely a harmless regression to boyhood.

Let's look at the evidence.

1) Mangled milk carton.
You remember when you were a little kid and you always managed to open the milk carton on the wrong side, subsequently turning it into a mass of mangled, dirty fingerprinted cardboard? Welcome to my milk. Upon showing to Luciano and jockingly asking "what's this?" he replied "oh honey it's no working!!! Stupid nihon milk!" To which I pointed out "Uhh, see this arrow? That's where you open the milk" To which he replied with a boyish giggle and a hug. How cute.

2)It's not food
Two days ago I found him nibbling (not eating but nibbling like you would on fingernails) on silica gel (which he found on the floor fo my apartment)...yes that's the "do not eat" packet in a shoe box.
"Uh honey...don't eat that.."
"oops, ok"

How old did I say he was... 30?

Hey, if the only immaturity I have deal with is mangled milk carton and my boyfriend eating poisonous shoe preservative, I'm a lucky lady indeed!

Cheers
J