Last night I apparently sat on some chocolate, so I had some brown smeared on the back of my pajamas. Parker followed me around this morning saying, “Ew! Gwoss!!” So I told him it’s just chocolate and went back to making breakfast for Aiden. Next thing I knew, Parker had taken a kitchen towel and was trying to clean off my bum. “Dere. Awww bedda.”
I love two year olds.
And my pajamas are now in the laundry.
Chocolate Phoenix 