Britt and her Poppa went grocery shopping for me this evening and, as usual, they brought home 29 different kinds of junk food.
Shortly afterward, there was a break-in on the premises. I caught the perp red-handed, ripping open a box of donuts:
The perp showed no fear of authority,
nor any trace of remorse:
Once order was restored, the perp was sentenced to a diaper change and bedtime without the possibility of parole.
3 comments:
OMG, she is tooooo cute! Can you nibble on those cheeks for me?
And how come your word verification is always so long?
Beats me!
Why, thank you! She just turned two last month.
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