Monday, February 14, 2011

French Fries

Two years ago I was in some very intense labor with this little man...

Last weekend when we got home from Arizona Ben told me that he wanted something to eat. I asked him what and he thought for a minute before telling me fries. I laughed and said I didn't have any fries so what else would he like. We went through this same line of communication three more times then he got all serious and said, "Daddy get fries?" So, because I thought it was so stinkin' adorable and random I called Chris and told him the story. The loving daddy that he is came home a little bit later with a bag that contained french fries! Ben thought he was King of the house, carried the fries into the living room (which is not normal, he usually eats at the table), climbed on the couch and ate about three fries before telling me he was done....

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