This morning I caught Josh throwing pieces of bread to Tess, as if she were a duck in a pond.
In his defense, she was rolling around on the floor and gobbling up the pieces of bread just like a greedy little duckling. An amazing cute, chunky duckling.
In other news, I have the cutest almost-three-year-old in the world. Seriously, look at this kid.
(He was NOT that cute this evening as he bawled through our entire dinner because he was so stinkin' tired he couldn't think straight. But that's okay - we all have hard nights, right?)
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