Riley and I went on a snowball run one afternoon last week, and I let him pick out his flavor of choice for his very own snowball. He chose cherry.
Once we got back home, I stripped him down to his diaper so he could eat it out on the front porch. He of course made a bit of a mess, but he had fun doing so. Summer is officially here!
Poor Rory. He sadly won’t get to try his first snowball until he’s over a year old. Sorry, dude. You were born at the wrong time of year.
Happy Monday!
3 comments:
Nola's favorite flavor! So much fun.
He is SO into that snowball.. And who can blame him?
Oh Riley I can relate. I wish I could sit in my underpants and eat a delicious snowball.
TMI? Sorry (but it's true)
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