When faced with the prospect of an entire day of relaxation at home with me, Eric literally panics.

Steph said the Boog can come over to play with Eric at 12:45, and I swear to god he has a new spring in his step.

Eric (jumping up from the couch): “I gotta get going! I want to work out and get a haircut before my friend comes over!”

I am in a bathrobe and have done zero things.