And then headed home... still playing the flute. We had the car so jampacked with luggage, a large kitchen set (that's another post), other gifts, and a shopping spree at Lollipops & Roses, that there was little room for buster-boy.The little stinker kept picking berries off this wreath that was behind him and then looking at us and laughing. (p.s. The "Golden Puffs" were Adam's doing after raiding his parents pantry.)
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