Avery had her 2 year old check up today which included her shots. I brought Duane along to do the dirty work. Her crocidile tears and her tight grip around his neck while crying "owie" made him feel uber guilty. To make it right to her he stopped at the gas station and bought at least $10 worth of candy. It worked. She had her mouth so stuffed with licorice she didn't make a peep.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Candy Coma
Posted by Mistie at 8:35 PM
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Poor Poor Baby....bring her to Nae Nae!!!!!
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