Wednesday, October 21, 2009


The Rock Star was eating a piece of leftover cheesecake for dessert. I was carrying Little Buddy off to bed and I leaned him down to receive a kiss from his brother.

Me: Garrett, give your brother a kiss. He's going to bed.
G: (with a mouth full of cheesecake) With my cake mouth?
Me: Sure. That's the best kind of kiss.

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