Take this cherubic little angel
to Dairy Queen for supper and feed him french fries and, his first, hotdog for supper. The only reason being that, selfishly, I did not want struggle through every bite of his supper at home.
He ate every bite I gave him. One small victory but I still feel slightly guilty.
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Eh, nothing to feel guilty about!
He seriously just keeps getting cuter! Is that even possible? Love the John Deere hat!
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