Someone we all know spotted a canister of something tasty looking next to Pipaw.
Beans! He said.
Christmas Beans, I guess.
Note the Spam that Pipaw got. Yep. He actually likes it.
But endearing.
Zoe stopped over to serve some tea. Grandpa also tried the diversion tactic (a famous one in our house)
Nope. Roman want it. "Romans". Although I think he knows better than to walk away with it - this is what he'd do at home "noooooooooooooo" (there's a dip in those o's).
Uncle Andy was able to make you laugh, and somehow we got you away from those Christmas Beans. Actually it might have been the appearance of the Christmas Bat....But I'm leaving that one to your dad (so email him and tell him to post it if you want that story).
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