Last year for my birthday, I had an awesome day with J, great fun but when we were getting ready to go meet his Mom and Dad for dinner out at the Keg; I asked him if I could put alil gel in his hair. (unfortunately he has inherited my brother’s cowlick)
And his response was unexpected…
“No Auntie; I EAT Jell-o!!!”
Talk about a ‘scrap-able’ conversation.
thx for checking in,