Camden and I made Tom brownies for Father's day.
She wanted to know if she could have one of those "popsicles" to lick.
Yes, she has brownie on her forehead.
She is eating the frosting beater.
I asked her to smile, and she told me she was too busy eating.
Oh my.
Today has been the day of the comments.
She called me a "dude" and then told me what I was doing was "not cool"
Told Tom that something was "awesome sauce"