He ate all his chicken nuggets. He didn't even ask to go in before he started eating. He was soooo good.
And, um, when did he get big enough to not be afraid to go to the top and go down the big slide? When will he too big for this to be fun anymore? These are the things I am wondering as I finish my sweet tea.
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perhaps the rush of emotions is set-in due to a sugar high from that sweet tea...that stuff is sweeeeeeeeeet. bleh.
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