That's chocolate. On his hands. On his face. On his clothes and in his hair. Chocolate that I had stashed at the back of the counter forgetting that Collin is getting taller and smarter by day.I couldn't help but smile...at the fact that he was adorable (and edible)....and at his determination to find his own breakfast. After disguising the smile I looked at him with the best mom face I could pull out and asked him, "Collin did you eat that entire piece of chocolate before breakfast?" To which he responded, "no mom, Pete (the cat) had some too." I was no longer able to disguise my smile. Those are the clever answers I get these days. I kissed him and threw him into the tub.
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