At this point, so early in his career, if Rusty wants to be a rock star, then he’d better spend every waking moment playing the guitar. Morning…
Noon…
And night…
When he’s not going to work, of course.
To keep myself amused, I finally kept my ages-old promise to build them a rooftop deck. That view!
I had a terrible time getting Mort and Henry to enjoy it, though. Someone’s always having to go potty.
Or take a shower.
Finally, a rare moment of peace together!
Oops, now Mort wants to make out, but Henry is tired.
OLD PEOPLE ARE SO FRUSTRATING.