Friday night we had a family/friend/neighbor fish fry. Well, in my case, chicken fry. I hate fish, never have liked it. That is beside the point.
My child loves watermelon. Again, I do not. Apparently he loves spitting too. He was literally digging his fingers inside the watermelon just to get the seeds out and spit them out in the garage floor. I wish I could have gotten an action shot of it, too funny. Then, bless his little heart, he got a napkin and picked up every one of those seeds he had been spitting. I love him!!
Now why can't he pick up his room that well?
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