Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Pizza
Harris just served me a slice of pretend pizza, of which I took a pretend bite. He then asked me to make him some pizza, so I cooked the same slice and gave it to him on a plate. He looked at it and said, "Oh no, Mama, you put that one in your mouth, I don't want that one!" He is his mother's child today!
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