Lunchin' Local at the Bell House
Sam made eyes at the Pickle hoping to rekindle his summer fling.
That didn't work but he did get to participate in a cakewalk with his mom.
I scolded the boys for not winning the cakewalk.
I left Otis in a huff by himself to self medicate.
Formulating a plan to do better on the next cakewalk.
As promised, hula hoops.
Otis fell asleep during Sam's second attempt at cakewalk glory. Again, nothing.
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1 comment:
oh sammy, we need to get you a belt. maybe we can use a shoelace in the interim.
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