Tuesday, May 3, 2011



Poor John Paul...it's very rare that our second son gets dessert.

I think it's because Matt and I are the Meanest Parents in the World and make him clean his plate if he wants any sweets.

I know what you're thinking...MEANIES.

Apparently, however, if I were to make chicken pot pie every night for the rest of his life, he could partake in a sundae FOREVER.

Hey...whatever it takes, right?!

(As you can see by the second picture...he kind of liked it.)

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