That was the request, three times over. When we tried to convince him that he did not need a third helping of applesauce and might we suggest sampling the lovely spinach cheese scramble that was on his plate, he obliged. Followed by dramatic spits and wiping of the tongue to get the evil, poisonous green death (spinach) off his being. He's totally biologically related to Lindsay.
Monday, October 24, 2011
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