Dean just couldn't control himself any longer. The temptation of all those glistening gumdrops and colorful candies smothering the gingerbread house that he made with Grandma finally became too much and I caught him sneaking a post-breakfast munch this morning. And actually, he wasn't even trying to be sneaky, but rather grazing naturally as if he knew that was what he built the house for anyway.
I can't wait until the sugar high kicks in.
1 comment:
i don't blame him-- i'd do the same thing! looks yummy.
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