I make some crazy good mashed pots. Tonight we were all enjoying them at dinner (or so I thought) until I looked over at my little dude and saw him smearing them in his hair.
Why, you ask?
Not a clue my friends, not a clue.
Naturally, I got my camera.
Isn't that what I'm supposed to do as a mom?
Cecily didn't get in to the tay-toe schmearing action, but she is pretty cute, so she gets to be in the blog post too. Go her.
2 comments:
Oh my word. How adorable. I miss them. Super much. Like. A lot. I think you, Mike, Bren, Rach, Mom, Dad, Eric all need to come live in Provo. What do you say??
I'm loving the before and after shots of tay-toe head Nolan and then squeaky clean Nolan. Maybe he's onto something. Did the potatoes make his hair shinier or bouncier and more full of body? ;o)
Word verification: jugulpy
Well, this one is obvious.
JUGULPY: To gulp a drink from a jug. (Does not work with a cup or bottle...)
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