Whether it's tears from laughter or sadness, it's chronicled here. These are our stories about the wailing and gnashing of teeth... and that's just from us moms.
Dirty Job immeadiately understood that there was candy inside of the plastic eggs. Each time he found an egg, he wanted to stop, open it up, and shove the candy into his mouth.
I tried to convince him to keep hunting for the eggs and worry about the candy later, but he would have none of that. Reminds me of a song I know... He got it from his mama!
None of that, indeed.
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