Beck has recently started taking karate and last night was his first group lesson. The first 30 minutes was nothing short of annoying as I tried to watch my son, all the while being harassed by some toddler who's father was in some sort of oblivious coma. I don't enjoy being annoyed by my own kids, never mind some stranger's spawn. When 3 more rugrats joined her, and their parents were too self-absorbed to take notice that their offspring were congregating around me, I began to question whether I wanted to hang with this crowd every week.
And then HE walked in...
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HOLY RALPH FIENNES DOPPELGANGER, BATMAN!
Eye candy that looks like Ralph Fiennes! It's like Christmas came early!
So yes, I think I can *suffer* through weekly karate classes now.
*Yes, I know I need to get a better picture, but I was trying to be all inconspicuous, which was difficult while giggling like a school girl. But trust, the resemblance is AWESOME.
Oh, and if the Eye Candy Fairy is listening, mind getting him to grown his hair like this:
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