We headed over to my parents' house to watch the Seahawks show the Saints Who Dat is.
Anywho, I love my parents dearly, but they take the title "grandparents" to mean "spoil the kiddo and get her all hyped up like a spider monkey on mountain dew."
Tonight, Ansley enjoyed chocolate milk shake, pink lemonade (ok, I gave her the lemonade, but it was super watered down), twizzlers, a spoonful of peanut butter, french fries, ice chips, water, and crayon. Granted, the crayon wasn't given to her to eat, but it may as well be an assumption with a toddler.
I suppose an evening of a few junk food treats isn't bad every once and a while. But, for realz, she had me rollin with laughter. Super cute dance moves, big belly laughs and an intense determination to eat a yellow crayon.
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