For the love of..

FOOD!

Walked toward the kitchen and saw your little feet sticking out from under the couch cover. I said all kinds of things to see if you’d come out of hiding. The only phrase that worked:

“Buzzy. I got num num.”

You were at your highchair faster than it took me to get the bowl, and I was closer.

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