"Let me take this off your hands while you seduce me with your love song"
Ah hah, I see his game now.
Ah hah, I see his game now.
"Well well, someone is straight to the point. It must have been all that fall weather."
"I've got a pumpkin in my back pocket with your name on it."
"..... hmm.."
"Just the woohoo then?"
"Yes. That would be good."
"I've got a pumpkin in my back pocket with your name on it."
"..... hmm.."
"Just the woohoo then?"
"Yes. That would be good."
He just can't get pumpkin carving off his mind. He's sure that having Layla watch him wield his knife will leave her in raptures. He sits down in the kitchen boldly carving like no man has carved before.
"What do you think of this?"
"What do you think of this?"
I don't think there was ever any doubt that she would find his pumpkin carving skills anything but sexy. Even with a pooping toddler on the can, Layla has never been more turned on in her life.
Where, you might ask is Rowan in all this? Why some 'kind' soul has placed him outside for the night to play in the playpen.
"He's happier out there."
Quality. Parenting. Right there.
He's thinking about how he's going to nuke them all when he only figures out how to get out of this outdoor baby jail.
"He's happier out there."
Quality. Parenting. Right there.
He's thinking about how he's going to nuke them all when he only figures out how to get out of this outdoor baby jail.
"Look away! Look away!"
"I'm really sorry Mom. I've got mad bed skills. They can't be stopped."
Luckily for Rowan, someone remembers to feed him.... outside. Layla eventually remembers she wanted to potty train him, so out she goes to fetch the puppy.
"Gah... I've seen plants grow faster...." Be nice now. She manages to train him 'just in time'. Then wishes for him to grow up well. Well, dust your hands off you've got this parenting thing cased.
Harris finally feels a moment of paternal kindness towards his son and puts the exhausted toddler to bed. He then decides to serenade him with a lullaby. Hopefully this means he's growing fonder of the little tyke.