When Honey was 3, we were at my in-laws church for some function or another, and while talking to their pastors wife, she showed Honey how her grandchildren made 3 -they pinched a bug.
Its supposed to look like this though, when Biscuit remembers. And yes, everything is a big blurry mess. The boy is never still.
For his "birt-day" supper he request French Toes and Makin'. (actually, french toes, candles and fire were his words) For those who don't speak Biscuit, thats French Toast and Bacon. Since we basically had "te-zert" for supper, I stuck his candles in his toast. He thought that was pretty funny.
Honey feels it her duty to practically sit on of him during gifts. "Incase he needs any help". Mmhm.
And I think he likes it!
And I think he likes it!
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