And the big picture, or, scene of the crime as I prefer to call it...note the trash can, the empty container and the food littered around the culprit who was caught red-handed. It takes a lot to get one past me.
Monday, October 09, 2006
One person's trash...
A friend and her kids were over for an impromptu dinner tonight. She brought in the beloved Steak n' Shake for all of us. We enjoyed dinner together and the kids played until her 10-year old son got bored (big surprise with all the 0-5 year old toys, huh?) I walked her out to her car and returned all of 3 minutes later. Here's what I found upon returning:
Yes, that's a pickle slice in my son's mouth; fresh out of the container in the garbage.
And the big picture, or, scene of the crime as I prefer to call it...note the trash can, the empty container and the food littered around the culprit who was caught red-handed. It takes a lot to get one past me.
And the big picture, or, scene of the crime as I prefer to call it...note the trash can, the empty container and the food littered around the culprit who was caught red-handed. It takes a lot to get one past me.
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