47 pounds of 3 year old muscle. Carbohydrate high all the time. High fructose corn syrup keeps him on the move.
It is 11:19 at night. He is wearing his outdoor jacket, a white t-shirt, and a diaper.
"Moo Moo can't do that loud. He boring. Can we go fishy supermarket. Grandma wanna leave the house with Justin Beiber? Grandma, give me new pants and jacket."
Oh did I say what time it is? All of this to get me to turn the television back on and give him a sippy cup of sweet juice before bed.
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"Its a bright and sunny day Grandma." Busy pulling on all manner of weird articles of clothing. I gotta go, get up and drive the car for me. Happy meal. Happy drink. Happy toy. Check and Check. Grandma. My clothes. Where are clothes? Find it. Find it. I can't find it. Where are my shoes? Grandma, I found my shoes. Check."
"Grandma. I need a lot of fishies. Grandma. Grandma. Grandma. Grandma. Let's find a lot of fishies. lets find a lot of fishes at the supermarket. Chocolate. Chocolate. Are you putting chocolate cake in the trolley?"
Oh did I say what time it is? All of this to get me to turn the television back on and give him a sippy cup of sweet juice before bed.
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