Friday, August 19, 2011


July 18th. James helped me with grocery shopping.

He's been a picky eater for a few years. I let him pick out a snack and he held on to that box. He wouldn't let it get bagged.

I love when he pushes his own little cart... even though he scrapes my heels following so close behind me.

Those snacks? Yeah, he didn't eat them.

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