Wanna Be A Baller...

Shot caller.

20-inch blades - on the Impala...

(Man, who doesn't love that song?!?!)

For Valentine's Day, I got Biggie and Tiny small gifts. Most of it came out of the $1 section at Target.

There was some candy, a white board, a marker, and a few other things in each bag.

As is typical of their personalities, Biggie opened his bag and had to take everything out of it right away.

Tiny, on the other hand, pulled the first thing out and decided to play with it for a while.

When Biggie noticed that everything had not come out of Tiny's bag yet, he questioned, "What did Tiny get?"

I told him not to worry the exact same things were in each bag.

I said, "That's how I roll, Biggie."

He looked right at me and said, "I bet you do know how to roll."

(I like to think he said it with admiration in his voice.)

So it looks like I've done it.

I've achieved baller status in the eyes of my nephew.