so what was it this time?
joe joe's?
hershey's kisses?
peppermint bark?
word of advice:
that chocolate goatee, although quite dashing, will get you every time, chief.
can i blame him? no. he's got his momma's unwavering self control. but at least he keeps his messes on his face. these days it's a christmas miracle if i'm able to make it through the day without a grease stain on my sizable underbelly. classy.
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your photog'ing is getting AWESOME my friend. cute kiddo
look at his eyes - they show the guilt too. Busted Fox!
Kind of like when Mike kissed me goodbye when he was heading to work the other week. I immediately told him that I knew he'd had joe joe's for breakfast. It's like they have a built-in security system so that we know when they've been stolen.
Sneaky.
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