You like toast, you like peanut butter, and you like jam. When put together, however, you apparently only liked jam today. The peanut butter and toast was tossed to the floor to the delight of the clean up crew, Penelope, Manu, and Cecil.
You snack like a champion. Yesterday, you laid down on the couch with cheese puffs, and I swear I could feel our DNA bond.
And finally, 9 months later, you wore your sunglasses I bought you for Hawaii. They lasted on your face for 1 minute. I captured the moment; perhaps never to be repeated.