super dad in overdrive

ok, i'm making up for lost time. but you gotta know that tayloe just came into the kitchen and said, "listen up baby, we're moving to brentwood." brentwood is a very nice, riche neighborhood in west LA.
tayloe thinks we're moving to brentwood because he was accepted to audition for a reality/quiz/tv show called 'show me what you got.'
i would have linked to something there, but i couldn't find any information on it.
"we're about to be $5 mil richer," he announced.
"oh we are?" i said, not looking up from my computer.
"yeah, baby, taste the money?" he said. he was actually licking his lips and making little taste noises, kinda like the ones t2 makes when he nurses.
he showed me a VIP pass for the audition printed out from his computer and an email from a casting assistant.
i'm not kidding. he was really proud.
"what do you have to do?" i asked. flash to american idol outtakes. flash to tayloe in our kitchen making taste noises. flash to william hung singing 'she bangs.' cut back to tayloe standing in front of me beaming and doing a little jig.
"i don't know. but $5 million dollars baby. i responded to their questionaire and told them how i wanted to use the 5 mill to help restore our historic family home, ensuring that my one month old son could live there someday."
five years of marriage has really taught him the art of getting me on board.
"ok, lets go," i said, "but what if you have to strip or something? or live with a bunch of lunatics in a windowless house for 5 months?"
he raised his eyebrows, faked a strip tease and pranced off, disappearing into his office.
i'm left with the sad job of telling prince luscious lips (above) that his dad is certifiable.