When Elise was about 2 1/2 years old, she loved Salmon. When I made it for dinner she'd often eat mine, hers and daddy's. One fine evening she changed her mind.
She picked up her sizable hunk of salmon, shouted "Fresh Catch!" and promptly whipped it at me.
I always knew someday it would be funny.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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