really, he picked up a piece, took one bite, and put it back.
we stopped counting after 4 fruit were massacred.
you're on your way to the chocolate box like mama some day.
one bite out of each one.
put it back for dad to finish later;-)
thank you jorjia for the plastic bowl to soak my feet in.
it felt really good.
i've never loved icy cold hose water in my life as much as i did today.
the pork loin thanks you for turning on the spraying hose.
thank you scout master for refilling my foot bowl for round two.
my insides were cooking.
and thanks for making us dinner.
it was lovely.
tastely lovely. (excuse my new phrase)