my son
LOVES CHOCOLATE.
I blame auntie missa. I blame pop-pop. I do not blame myself. I do not blame a genetic pre-disposition toward the love of that delicious, magical food. Although, I do have a very deep and beautiful love for anything chocolaty...still, it all started with M's (m&m's) given by auntie missa, and pop-pop... oi vey...we have now moved onto chocolate chip pancakes, and whatever else he sees that resembles chocolate in any way.
At least twice a day i hear, "...uh...chocolate??" aye dios...
I vowed i would be a moderately healthy parent, no soda, no candy, not tons of fast food...only to be undone by the LORDS most amazing gift, chocolate... sigh...
Again though let the record show, and jack someday when you are grown and want to know why you are addicted, you will understand that auntie missa and pop-pop did this.
I blame auntie missa. I blame pop-pop. I do not blame myself. I do not blame a genetic pre-disposition toward the love of that delicious, magical food. Although, I do have a very deep and beautiful love for anything chocolaty...still, it all started with M's (m&m's) given by auntie missa, and pop-pop... oi vey...we have now moved onto chocolate chip pancakes, and whatever else he sees that resembles chocolate in any way.
At least twice a day i hear, "...uh...chocolate??" aye dios...
I vowed i would be a moderately healthy parent, no soda, no candy, not tons of fast food...only to be undone by the LORDS most amazing gift, chocolate... sigh...
Again though let the record show, and jack someday when you are grown and want to know why you are addicted, you will understand that auntie missa and pop-pop did this.
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on Sunday, July 22, 2007 at 7:17 PM.
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um. this is auntie missa. i fully accept all blame because it is my job as an auntie to give all my nieces and nepheW chocolate, candy, and other foods they're not supposed to have. as well, i must give them too many toys, get them addicted to strawberry chapstick, and hide whatever vegetables you may try to make them eat from now til they're 18...at which point i'll cry like a baby and wait for great nieces and nephews
Amanda....
hopefully when you begin potty training he won't think...mmmm, chocolate! ah-ha! let's hang out soon? xo
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