Doesn't Your Mother Feed You??
On Friday we were getting ready to go on a long car ride to the farm again. After packing a lunch and feeding the boys their second bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios, I went upstairs to grab a pair of socks and brush my teeth. That probably took three minutes tops. When I came downstairs, I found a whole bag of chocolate chips strewn across the living room floor and the remnants of THREE PB&J sandwiches devoured and smothered into our (light colored) couches. Sam's face was covered in chocolate and Aiden had a jam smile. Sheesh, who's your mother and doesn't she feed you??
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