Mr. Independent has been continuing to throw fits at dinner time. Last night Kane got his own meal of tomato and tuna pasta (sounds delicious)! Wow was that a mess. We should have put a tarp down.
Thanks Grandma Norma and Grandpa Gordon for the Bears sweats. The pants don't fit yet, but my fat head isn't going to fit through the neck hole much longer.
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