To spice things up, I decided to throw Mommy a curveball. Banana, here I come! I even ate a third of this sucker.
And then reconnected with my inner Samantha by getting in trouble at the breakfast table. Why must manners always be at the forefront?
You can only imagine the struggles super organized AH and UB went through with me and my tendency to scatter all toys before selecting my favorite of the moment. Thank goodness I'm so gosh darned cute!
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