We have reached another marriage milestone, my friends. This one is even better than the time we beat Kim Kardashian.
For the first time in Roach history,
Grahm, my little kumquat of love, weighs...
...which is now LESS than his beloved, oh-so-pregnant wife.
Now that this has finally happened and my ego actually survived, I plan on busting loose and letting the good times roll. (Grahm is one lucky, lucky guy.) After all, it can't get much worse from here, can it? (Answer? Yes. Yes, it most certainly can.)
If you'll excuse me, I'll be in the fridge.