This morning Jory discovered an abandoned fortune cookie on the kitchen counter. Lucky for him, this time his standard jam-it-in-my-mouth-to-determine-its-properties strategy worked out ok.
And here's his fortune:
I don't think he's getting short-changed in the sweets department. I picked him up early from daycare last week and he had chocolate smeared all over his face; the local grilled cheese shop gave him a 'smore on Halloween; and he came home from daycare the other day smelling like maple syrup.
Like I've said, I just live here.
And here's his fortune:
I don't think he's getting short-changed in the sweets department. I picked him up early from daycare last week and he had chocolate smeared all over his face; the local grilled cheese shop gave him a 'smore on Halloween; and he came home from daycare the other day smelling like maple syrup.
Like I've said, I just live here.
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