This afternoon, I was watching TV and surfing the web. Noah was playing with his trains on the floor in front of me. Suddenly, he shoves something in my face and says, "Here, Daddy, eat this! It's for you!" It was a chewy so I opened up and he popped it in.
"That is so nice sharing your chewies with me!" I said.
"I don't have any chewies," replied Noah. "I found that one down here," he said, pointing under the couch.
I have NO IDEA how long that thing was under the couch before I ate it. It tasted OK, though. I guess its true. I WILL eat anything.
"That is so nice sharing your chewies with me!" I said.
"I don't have any chewies," replied Noah. "I found that one down here," he said, pointing under the couch.
I have NO IDEA how long that thing was under the couch before I ate it. It tasted OK, though. I guess its true. I WILL eat anything.
