While the boys finished dinner I was getting the bath ready. Crew came in and said in a really sad voice,"Mom, my taco is dead!"
me: "Your taco is dead?" and I am trying very hard to keep a serious face. "What happened?"
Crew: "I squeezed it like this!"
We walk into the kitchen to check it out. His taco is unrolled and the inside have fallen out somewhat. Again I ask him what happened because it was so funny to hear him tell his story and watch his reenactment.
"I was holding it and I squeezed it and it fell apart. It's deeeeaad!"
Peace returned when I brought the taco back to life and it was rolled back up again.
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Your kids are darling Linds!!! Where is your train set from, I LOVE it!! PS we're pregnant if Cody hasn't told Abe yet :) Hope you guys are doing good!! :)
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