Messmaker, messmaker, make me a mess.
There’s one thing at this stage that I don’t want to forget. Savannah doesn’t do this anymore, but she used to. When Seth gets a messy cookie, anything with icing, even an Oreo, he licks his lips so much in a big circle, that he gets a nice, spit built, chocolate frame around his mouth. It’s funny walking through the grocery store after their free cookie. I’m in no hurry to clean his mouth. I guess a lot of mothers would be, but I’ve become very aware of how we just go from mess to mess. Besides, it’s kinda cute. That’s a picture we don’t have yet.
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