The last Friday before Pat went back to work after surgery, we took Izzie to the Aquatic Center. She loves it there. She was literally the only one swimming; no other little kids. When we came home, she decided she wanted a donut. There was one chocolate one left & I knew she would want it.
I asked her, "Which one do you want?"
"That one," she said, pointing. The chocolate one.
I said, "That's not chocolate. That's poop." I'm mean.
She said, "I want it." HA! She knew better.
It's her favorite & if it is in the house, she will find it.
Again, please excuse the dirty face.
I will have to post some nice ones to show that they are not ALWAYS dirty.



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